Mujhe ab bhi achhi tarah yaad hai papa bhi unke bagal me dusri khatiya daalkar sote the jab bhi papa ka man karta papa maa ko apni khatiya par bula le...te or maa ki chudaai kiya karte the. Maa ki siskariyaan sunkar me jag jata tha papa jaldi jhad jate the kai baar mene maa ye kehte huye suna or tej karo na papa kehte ab nahi bas tab meri maa pushpa apni choot ki aag mitaane ke liye keval petticoat me hi mujh apne pyare bete sanjeev se lipat kar so jati thi. Ek prakar se jaise woh meri khud ki. Mom was wearing her robe and everytime she fed me it opened a little, giving me a little shot of her tits. DAMN! I was getting hard again. I tried to keep my mind on the food but couldn’t! This had to be my punishment for partying! I knew it was! ‘Damien, will you quit that!’ Mom said looking at my bulge under the covers. ‘I’m sorry Mom, it does it on its own.’ I meekly said. She finally finished feeding me and took the tray into the kichen. Oh, I was dying!! Maybe my girl friend would come. This incident took place one year back. Let me tell you about myself. I am a college going girl doing my B com. I am 5’7″ tall and figure measures 36d 26 34. My dad is very handsome and still looks like a stud. I have many boys in my college who eyes me and try to rape me over my clothes but I have always eyed my dad since I was younger. My dad work in a pvt company at good post and normally comes back at 6 in the evening. My mom teaches in a coaching institute and goes at 4 in evening and. I silently pushed the lever on her door then slipped ghost-like through the narrow opening then clicked the door closed behind me. I could see her lying on her side, facing away from me, bent at the waist so her ass was the most prominent feature of her slumbering body. I crept on bare feet over the rug to the bed and looked down on her, she didn’t know I was there, that her curves and form under the light blanket were causing my blood to warm. I lifted the blanket to reveal that she was.