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Earlier my son used to study in boarding but then we withdrew him to take care of the home in absence of his father.In fact when he was 18, he passed his 10th class with very good marks and we decided to have a party at home.Please don’t stop me now” he almost gave a few bites on my chuchies now heaving with passion and love.Then his hands caressed my velvety chootar (ass) and his finger went in my choot a little deep.Leave me this very moment otherwise I will loose control. I became silent now towards him resisting me and let him have a go. Stop it now otherwise I am gone .” he looked up at me and then took my hand and drove me to my kingside bed where his father had taken my cherry and lay me down on my back.He probably knew that my pussy was enjoying and he turned me around and went on his knees to get a whiff of his mother’s fat pussy. He reached my feet and took them in his hands and started kissing my toes.“Mother let me show you what heaven can be. Let this unison be the token of my gratitude for bringing me into this world mother.
He kissed me lightly on the cheek and said ,” I love you ma, thanks for such a nice party”“I love you too beta, you can have anything you want from maami.
An electric current went in my body as my son touched his mother’s pussy for the first time. I was a woman blinded with lust and consumed in passion to think of anything else.
A lot of pussy juice ran down his hand and he started to finger fuck me.“what are you doing with me rinku? Let me go rinku” I implored him hanging my lust in the form of caution but deep inside I was loving all this. My pussy was leaking a lot of juices and the sounds of phuch phuch phuch phuch started coming from my pussy making me all the more horny. What if he was my own son and I had given him birth from the same cunt. we will rout in hell for doing this forbidden thing.
he hit me when I he was 16 and then I had pregnancy due to him.
Believe it or not but now we live as husband and wife. As my husband was a government employee, he often had to go on outstation tours.