It should have a perfect fitting.”Mom was hesitant and thought for a while.Mom: Son, is this okay for a son to take measurements of his mom?Son: Mom..., this is absolutely normal. I am a fashion designer I take a measurement of ladies very often.Mom thought for a while and said fine. I asked her to come before me and started taking the measurement for the shoulders and sleeves. For back neck depth, I kept it bit low. Now I asked her to remove her pallu.She lowered her pallu and keeping the pallu. ”“It hurt for a second when you went all the way in, but I couldn’t stop.”A sudden thought occurred to me. I raised up and looked in her eyes. “I think I popped your cherry.”Bethany’s eyebrows raised and her mouth fell open. “Let’s see.”I sat back and pulled out pink-stained fingers. Bethany bent over and opened her knees all the way and pulled back the furry skin. I got closer to see and discovered the circle of delicate skin around her opening had torn a little on the bottom.I didn’t really. We four are very open in talks and friendly. My attraction towards her was more sex than relationship. Since I am also a gim goer we also fancied towards each other. I took her to the morning gim where as her hubby was simple and educated but not interested in gim. And was enjoying good sleep. I could not make myself free in the gim by the site of her erotic figure. However we finished our activities there. When we returned from gim my wife served some tea and requested me to accompany her to. It was a very erotic scene; well it was for me anyway. I committed the position to memory and found myself approaching orgasm much faster than I thought. Sensing that I was about to climax, I reached inside searching again for … “FUCK YES!” I began to squirm, writhe, and wiggle my way into an orgasm that was begging for release. And it burst from me in such a force that I squirted love juices onto his legs. He looked at me in wide eyed wonderment, and said “Oh, shit, did you just?” And at the.