This is the story about how I was able to fuck my friend’s mom. My friend’s name is Raj. He is my best friend. Earlier I had fucked his sister in ...my first story. And we used to do that many times. One day when I visited his house, her mother just came out from the bathroom. She was wearing a towel. And when I saw her my joy knew no bounds.Mene jab unhein dekha wo bohot hi sexy laagrahi thi. Wo wet thi. Unke balloon se pani tapak raha tha. Unke cleverage ko dekhkar mera to pura khada ho gaya.. Please. I want to help you, but I can't if you won't talk about it."Her head turned toward me, her blond hair bright in the semi-darkness. It was easy to imagine those dark green eyes staring at me."When he sucks ... I have feelings," she whispered.I admit it. I was a bit brusque."Of course you have feelings!" I said brusquely. "He's your son!" That's the problem!" she practically shouted. "He is my son! And I shouldn't get horny from my own son sucking my nipples!"When you're a big, mean. When our eyes met I wanted to say something about the fact that we had both reached for the ball and were now almost holding hands, but instead I just let out a, Oh, haha. So smooth&hellip, She pulled her hand off of mine, but slowly and running her fingers over mine, intentionally arousing me. I turned my hand over and held out the ball, in a gesture. Thanks. She replied, her ruby red lips parting and revealing a mouth I wanted to play with. Oh the things I wanted to do to that mouth. You. Seating himself on the throne, he nodded to the Major Domo, who banged his mace on the floor.All those present made deep obeisance to their new ruler.“Shut the doors,” thundered His Magnificence, the Emir Mustapha, may he live for ever, as latecomers tried to enter, and the guards hastened to do his bidding.Then he stood and nodded to the Major Domo, who pounded the floor again. As one the assembled worthies rose and applauded the new Emir. After allowing the applause to continue for some time.