To ab main apni story start karta hu, yeh story hai kuch 1 saal pehle ki jab hum pehli bar mile hm relative ki shaadi ma mile vo mere jiju ki side se ...thi to bs aise hee hmari hii hello huyi phr usne usi shaam ko mere jiju k phn se mujhe phn kr diya to hmari apas ma jankari bdi phr usne mujhe pucha kikya meri koi gf h to mene sch bta diya ki nahi h to usne pucha kyu nahi h to mene kaha mera abhi breakup huya h aur ab mera kisi pe trust nahi hota to mene us se pucha ki kya tumhara koi bf to usne. I listened to the sound for about half a minute, and then decided I’d better go in search of it’s source. As I moved about the house I tried to locate the source of the noise and I was finally led into a room and stopped dead. Mother was home.She was lying back on her bed with her eyes closed. She was completely nude with her one finger in her pussy and she was pressing the nipple of one of her boobs. She suddenly started squirting out milky and creamy love juices from her pussy and increased. Her other hand took a macaroon from the counter tray. ‘I made cookies’ she said. She offered him a nibble as she continued the slow sensuous rub on his groin. ‘I don’t want cookies, I want nookies.’ he said. His hand swept the cookie tray off the far edge of the counter and it clattered to the floor. He pulled the apron ties and lifted the neck loop offer her head. He palmed her ass cheeks and lifted her butt onto the table edge. He grasped her ankles and elevated her legs, resting them either. It felt so sexy feeling her big soft tits against my chest and kissing her on the mouth. I kept saying that I know you're not frigid, that's rubbish, as a way of discouraging her from stopping me.I said from now on I'm going to take care of you like that, and she almost whispered all right. I wasn't sure if she understood what I meant, but started feeling her ripe soft tittie with my right hand, and rubbing my hard dick up against her.She didn't resist when I put her hand on it through the.