Fir mai washroom mai jake uske naam ki muth mari. Sorry guys mai uska naam batana bhul gaya. Uska naam sarika h.Ab meri raat bahut dur lag rahi thi. D...in dhalne la naam hi nhi le raha tha. Aakhir kar raat hui. Ho jab b mere ghar aati h vo mere bedroom mai hi soti h mere sath. Isliye muje raat hone ka besabri se intajar tha.Raat ko mai jaldi khana kha k sone ka natak karne laga. So khana khane k thodi der baad sab se baat kar k sone k liye aayi. Usne muje dekha to mai soya hua tha. Usne mere sir. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I got up grudgingly, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I sat up in my bed and groaned as I saw the clock; it was 3 in the morning. I sighed and got up to take a piss. As usual, I was naked. I lived alone, so I was able to be naked most of the time without worrying about someone seeing me. Although Sam liked to pop over unexpectedly all the time, not that she seemed to mind seeing me naked.After I was done I wandered into the kitchen to make some coffee. Once the. Teasing would be asking if you want to see the panties I’m wearing.”Her voice had a sing-song tone to it. It was obvious she was enjoying herself. For years, she’d had a crush on me and I’d ignored her. Now she was in control and she knew it. I didn’t know if she’d spent the last few months watching porn, reading smut, or just fooling around with other guys. But somewhere along the line, she had learned how to play the wicked coquette. “I don’t want to see your panties,” I lied. “What. Her dark aureoles were an absolutely perfect match to the size and shape of those gorgeous tits. I lightly gripped those mounds of pleasure and squeezed them. Mom moaned softly.My hands then moved down to her thighs, and slowly I lowered her panties down her waist towards her ankles and in a moment they were lying on the floor. My mother was standing in front of me gleaming in her naked glory.I looked closely at her beautiful body. Last night I didn't see all of her. Her small breasts were now.