Passionately grabbing my head and kissing me deeper, she could feel my hardness against her body and she wanted it inside her. So she rolled me onto m...y back and climbing on top of me, again holding my cock tightly at the base in an upright position she straddled me and teased her pussy with the head of my cock letting her juices run down it. She lowered herself onto it slowly inch by inch until I was all the way inside her and could feel her perfect ass against my balls.The warmth of her pussy. A model also. An actress who played some vulgar roles. So this story is actually of 2006 when when my mom was just 25…just after that year’s beauty contest in which she was chose third. So by watching the list of her wins only can u guess how beautiful and sexy body she carried.And u’ll just never believe that we used to live in a village in those days and she was the only one who had to do all the cleaning of a mud house and also take care of me and my uncle-who lived with us… She has a. I whisper furiously. Okay, okay! He says, holding his hands up in surrender. I nod, refusing to look him in the eye and finish the table. Just as Im about to walk away, he stops me. Hey&hellip, he says softly and lifts my chin towards him. I stubbornly look at the table. Whats wrong? I smile, still not looking at him. Its nothing, I need to go tell mom she can call dinner, I say, and remove myself from his grip. I can still remember the sting of his slap, dream or not. . I reached behind me to the lamp on the end table and turned it on. I was so scared when I saw the figure of a man standing there that my body froze and I couldn’t speak or scream. The man turned around. He was about 5’9. He was dressed exactly like Santa Claus, but his beard seemed real. He was old, definitely between 60 and 70. He smiled at me and put his index finger to his lips and said ‘Shhh…’ ‘Who are you? I’m going to call 9-1-1’ I told him in a whisper. I couldn’t figure out why I was.