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Now she adjusted herself in a way that she was getting maximum penetration. It appeared that all I wanted to do was to fuse into her...making her mine, forever. He has placed his seed in me”Mother started crying and it took a while for her to come to terms with it.
Now she was maddened with lust and she started slapping her big boobies on my face. Later after one month mother came to me and said that she was pregnant with my child. I consulted my friends and we left the town for some other place. The elder one just turned sixteen and she just looks like my mother.
Come my husband take your ravishing bride and start a family with me so that I may mate with you my handsome son, show mommy how much you love her”O mommy I love u so much Yes my baby. She had little hair on legs and at the back of her arms which added her sex appeal. Her pussy looked so fresh and pink that I had to look at her face while this wonderful pussy really belongs to my mother.
I looked at her and she took my hands to her shapely chuchies where nipples had grown harder than nuts and pinched one of her nipples. She needs all your love for ever” and she bent forward and kisses my earlobe. I sucked my favorite hole in the world for a long time while my mother moaned and squirmed in ecstasy. Let mommy ride your land now that she is your wife.”Then she came on top of me and took my whole cock in her pussy and started jumping.
I often wondered if she fucked with her dog like my maasi who I had fucked on a number of occasions.
I remember that maasi was the tallest of all and she had deadly knockers and a slappable ass.
It had a pink bulb on and it made the room look so sexy. She took me there and I sat next to her as the pandit started reciting mantras. I took it and smeared it in her head taking her as a wife. Mom looked so pretty dressed in all jewelry and her wedding sari. I cleaned it with my tongue and began kissing her while my hands on motherly instincts had gone to her beautiful mounds feeling them over her blouse.
We reached the temple and the priest took us to a corner where there was a pandaal in the center and a few people had gathered. The priest then asked me to put some indoor (vermillion) in the center of my mother’s hair. She came to me and said,“From now on I am your wife so call me sushma .ok”Yes my darling sushma. She had the prettiest milk moustache I had ever seen.
Her nipple was unusually long and must have been more than an inch and seems like two clitorises on fire. I took a good look at them and then took one of her erect nipple in my mouth and gave it a sweet bite with my teeth. My mouth drew down and I kissed and licked my mother’s flat hairless bellybutton.The whole room was filled of sex sounds as I lowered my face to kiss my mother’s hungry cunt over her designer panties. The beautiful red lacy panties had a floral pattern on it much like the panties in that French movie I saw or like those sexy panties of his wife =those sexy purple, hot red, naughty flowery black and motherly torn brownish by looking at her panties, I remembered my days of masturbation after seeing those panties and sometimes even getting a few of motherly breasts of my neighbor’s wife.I could even make out her panty line from behind when she used to sleep. This was my first time in my life to stay with my parents. She often wears designer bras which are usually pink in color. As it was summers in north India, the heat grew worse and my father came home with an A. My mother came to the room and bolted it from inside. I went up to her and took her in my arms and planted a kiss on her lips. My mother walked in front and I followed her as we circled the holy fire which burnt all other bonds we had. After rounds of fire, people threw flowers on the newly married couple and exchanged greetings. Her two beautiful breasts fell out as I looked at my own mother looking so sexy and beautiful. While rubbing my hand on one of her chuchies I ate the other one, nibbles at the teats and even tried to take her full booby in my mouth. This time it is a true story of real love and lust between a mother and son which happened in India. So read carefully because there might be another mommy lurking in the corner for you. I was just out of class tenth and so far I had studied in a boarding school. Her chochies r not that big but they are shapely and inviting. My stepbrother vijay and sister mannu were sleeping in the other room. The room was so tidy and clean, and it looked like the newly weds room oozing with sexiness and waiting for a fuck. The pundit got up and told us to take seven rounds of holy fire. We started necking while my hands had pulled out her blouse and were opening the hook of her designer bra.