As the cold water fell over his body, he felt the washroom door open behind him. Bharti’s hands caught his cock from behind as her breasts crushed against his back. “I hope you don’t mind if your ma showers with you,” asked Bharti.
They had made peace with the fact that they were more than mother and son. They were taboo lovers. He turned around, smiling to face his beautiful naked mother as the water coated their bodies, drenching them.
“It will be my pleasure, ma,” replied Shantanu as he caught her by her waist and pulled her closer.
The end of this page of a mother’s diary.
Bharti will return…
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