To be sure, those two women, among others, were masturbation fantasies for myself and many others around school, but never once in my formative years ...did I think about my own mother in that manner. Obviously, though, I wouldn't be writing this story if my feelings about her had not changed.To be honest, my mother is not a cosmetically beautiful woman. She stands at just a few inches past five feet and, in recent years, has added some thickness around her thighs and hips and all that lies. Forget shopping or just walking, I could barely breathe.My entire thought process seemed infected by this virus called LUST and my body was paying the price.I dragged myself to the bathroom, opened the shower and just sat under it. It took more than 5 minutes for my body to feel any touch of the hot water coming down the shower – that’s how dead my body was.I slowly found myself regaining my senses on the bathroom floor, trying to come to terms to everything that just happened.However slutty I. She asked if I would be willing to be the ass man as Swaroop’s cock was uncomfortable up her ass. Since ass-fucking is one of my favorites I wholeheartedly agreed. With that, she knelt down over Swaroop, guiding his already hard cock into her sweet cunt. Being used to his size, she immediately sat down on it, burying it with one stroke inside her pussy. I too positioned myself at the entrance of Sanjana’s sexy ass. I then started to insert my engorged cock in her ass-hole after applying little. "Five days ago, sex was the furthest thing from my mind. I had not even thought about having it, much less when I might actually do it. Now I can't wait to do it again." I know what you mean. The first time I did it, I was nervous and a little afraid I would do something wrong. But after that, it's been like eating candy. I just can't get enough of it, and with you, it's like I am in the candy store by myself."By this time, I was next to her on the ground, kissing and sucking on her.