My mother, Sneha, is 52. She is a little bust and has maintained herself well with Yoga. Her figure is 36DD-32-38. She is a trendy woman but wouldn’...t wear anything that showed skin.My parents were not on good terms and were constantly arguing, and after my divorce, even they decided to part ways. This story is about the transformation of my cultured pious Indian mom into a sex addict cock sucking whore. To get a break from all this, we both decided to visit my mother’s sister in the US. We. She flicked through the collection of dresses, skirts and shops that were hung on wooden coat hangers in perfect alignment.‘I need some new clothes’, she thought, spying an opportunity for a shopping spree.Miss Driscoll loved fashion, and had often been encouraged as a child to take a modelling career (a number of local photographers had offered her father their services for free). Normally she would wear well-fitted dresses that caught the eye of her admirers but didn’t show too much off, and. This was just unreal,her lips around my cock… she was sucking it up and down. I slid my hands inside her nightshirt and found her warm breasts and her erect nipples hmmmm. I felt it would not take long before I would come when she suddenly pulled back. “Easy, not yet, wait” She spread the blanket on the floor and pulled the nightshirt over her head. There she stood, naked full frontal, gorgeous body and probably 35+ years experience or so versus this 18 year old teenager. She lay down on her. “Is he the Emperor of the Uzliumbax, yet mom?” I asked. “He looked just like the Uzliumbax Emperor I saw in my new learning octagon. The Empresses also looked the same except there were some I haven’t seen before.”“Yes, he is the Emperor. You will hear the story when we are there.“We are waiting for the adjutant to take us to the room. Harry did you tell your mother you are competing?” Asked my mum.“Nope.”“And your father?”“Nope.”“Excellent, so if you do badly you never have to tell him. If you.