She always calls me vikki. ” You need not do anything, mom. Just being my mother is reasons enough. I always have loved you and will love you”, I ...said. I could see that my mother was becoming emotional.She smiled and gave me a cup of coffee.I had a few things to do and I left the house to get them done. When I came back, the mother was in the kitchen preparing lunch. I went behind her, hugged her waist and kissed her cheek. But at that precise moment, she turned her head towards me and so, the. Dosto mera naam Prince hai or me Delhi se hu. Mail Id is Ek MNC me kaam karta hu or job ke kaam se Delhi-NCR, Haryana, Rajasthan, Mumbai or Chandigarh ghumta rehta hu. Koi bhi Ladki ya Bhabhi agar sex ka ya oral ka maja Chahe to mujhe par text kar sakti hai.Dosto Ab me apna experience apko batata hu. Meri last story padhkar mere pas ek Mail aaya jo kisi Alka naam ki ladki ne kiya tha or usne mujhe bataya ki wo oral pleasure chahti hai. Maine reply kiya or uske bare me detail me puchha to usne. I did as he asked. He pulled my panties down. He told me if I wanted to stay with him, I was not allowed to fight or try to get away. He brought his hand down on my ass hard. At first it wasn’t too bad. He kept spanking hammering blow after blow on my stinging ass. The tears started to flow even as my pussy started tingling. Nothing this exciting had happened between us for a long time. I wiggled my ass in pleasure and pain. He took a break for a minute. He made me get up and look at my ass in. Its one km from my house. I have to walk and go. I was going to gym and on the way i say her. She was buying vegetables. Its was like dream coming true. My dream women. I approached her and said hi mam. She intially didnt recognice me. I said that i am your old student. She said ok and said me to come home to have tea. I was fully excited.I said ok. I took her vegetable basket and went to her home. She was a widow. She had one son. She said he is doing engineering and staying at hostal. I.