She took a long time to return but when she came holding coffee in a tray I was stunned to see her.She wore a deep pink chiffon saree and only a black... Victoria secret like bra. She had made her face with mascara, eyeliner and all. Also some blush to her already pink cheeks. Her perfume smelled awesome. How can I think of this beautiful woman as a prostitute or anything when she is my beautiful mom. I love my mom, I may have sex with her she is still my mom.‘Mom no tea nothing I just want to. Sita pura ghar saaf karne ke baad mere kamr mein ayi. wo mere paas aake baith gayi aur boli ke chote saab kya hua kyon pareshaan ho. main kuch nahi bola to wo muskurayi aur mera haath pakadkar boli radha ka intezar tha kya main sakpaka ke khada ho gaya. sita mere paas ayi aur boli ke radha ne kal ke bare main mujhe sab bata diya hai. usne ab apna haath mere short ke andar daal diya tha aur main use aise hi dekhe jaa rah tha. wo boli ke wo meri beti zaroor hai par hum ek doorse se kuch bhi nahi. I can’t wait for you to regain yourself, so I rise to my feet, I'm going to have to satisfy my own urges now, I can't fight it any more, you've taken your pleasure and I need mine, need you, there's little thought process now, you're still in a daze and I’m fighting to get my trousers down over my hard jutting cock, I push you further forward, dropping a little on my haunches to get to your hot cunt, but you look back at me over your shoulder, and say quietly.. "Do it..", "Do it now, I want you. Trees lined the edges, close enough that Adam felt like they were reaching for him. They stretched up high enough that when he looked up and around all he could see were trees, leaves and the path that stretched on forever. He started walking, not sure why. After a while he started feeling claustrophobic and began running. Soon he could make out a shape in the distance, a human shape and he stopped, squinting. The figure was waving one arm, beckoning to him. Adam started running again, this.