I didn’t expect this, my cock twitched a little, I almost forgot why I came in here. “Um.. Well, maybe actually..” I was trying to focus, but sh... grinned and put the magazine on the night stand. “But actually mom, I had a question.”“Sure baby, what is it?”“Um.. Why did you do that earlier?” I paused, she looked like she didn’t understood the question. “In the living room, why did you give me head?”“I thought you would like it, didn’t you?” She looked a little concerned. “Of course, I love when. My hand fell on my mom’s hand she was shocked by my act but thought that I did it by mistake in my sleep so she simply moved my hand away.After 5 min I again repeated the same act this time she got doubt and she started to see my face. I didn’t show any expression in my face and stood like that after observing for few minutes she changed focus back to dad from me.That night I didn’t dare to proceed any furhter. Next morning I went out of house early and I stopped seeing my mom face to face.She. For dessert he ordered us one piece of black forest cake that we fed each other while looking into each other eyes. The little girl in me sighed and said that this can’t be true. After we had finished eating and he had settled the bill he asked if I would like to take a walk on the beach. I said sure, I would love that. We left the restaurant and headed south. As we drove I reflected on the past few hours. I had had a wonderful first date and now I am about to go on a romantic moonlit stroll on. Aur mein khana kha ker chala jata tha. Aunty key husband ko 4 sal pehley gujar gayee thee. Unkey 3 bachey thee. 1 ladki and 2 ladka. Sabsey bada bachha 10 sal ka raha hoga… yani ki aunty ki umar jayada nahi tha. Yahi koi 30-31 sal ki thee. Madmast gathila badan koi bhi dekhey to aahey bharney lagee. Ek din mein khana kha rha tha aur bachhey school gayee thee aur aunty ghar ki safai ker rahi thee. Garmi key wajah sey sara kapda gila hua pada tha. Aur white color ka suit pehan rakhi thee. Kapdey.
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