Goli looked at his innocent mother’s face in horror, but all he could see was an absolutely affectionate smile . He slowly pulled his zipper down and fumbled in the fly of his jockey shorts to pull out his limp prick.
Komal wanted to suck it right into her mouth but she held back. “What were you doing when you spied on me. I want you to do that right now.”
Goli pulled on his prick a couple of times and in spite of his shyness, it pulsed up to an erection. He pumped his hand up and down his prick.
Komal replaced his hand with her own. The first thing she had done with Abdul was jerk him off. Now she was doing the same thing with her son that she had done with the Society’s muslim shop-keeper .
Goli was horrified. His mother was jerking him off. How could she do that. Sure he’d dreamt about her doing that to him but he knew it was only fantasy even while he was dreaming. Mothers just didn’t do things with her own son like this. He had to admit it felt real neat. Her hand felt a lot better on his prick than Gogi’s. If his mother didn’t stop what she was doing, he was going to shoot off immediately.
He tried to pull away from his mother but she had a firm hold on his cock with one hand and had the other on his ass holding him close. She wouldn’t let him pull away and kneeled in front of her son. His hips started to jerk and his cum shot out of his pisshole all over her beautiful face .
His mother would be furious about that. She was so neat and careful with her cleanliness . The funny thing was that she didn’t have a frown on any more. Rather she smeared all the white gooey stuff on her lovely face and at last licked her fingers to clean. She seemed pleased.
Goli couldn’t understand that. While he was watching her glistening beautiful innocent face, his mother took off her dress and didn’t have her bra or panties on.
Wow! His prick got hard again. He didn’t have time to be scared, too much was happening. Komal laid on the bed, spread her legs and looked at him. “All right, you were trying to find out how I’m made. Get between my legs and get a good look.”
Goli looked at his mother in astonishment. He forgot to be frightened, and wasn’t going to give his mother a chance to change her mind. He got on his knees between her legs and he put his face close to his mother’s cunt.
There was a strange odor and drops of liquid framed the outer cunt lips. That odor smelled real good. It made his prick throb. He started to touch his mother’s cunt but got frightened again and looked up at her face. His mother was smiling at him!
“Oh, Goli beta , I’m not mad at you. I’m just as horny as you are. I’ve been wanting to do things with you since I first saw cum stains on your sheets. Go right ahead, I want you to feel around. It’ll make me feel good if you play with my bur (cunt), just as it made you feel good when I played with your lund ( prick ) ,” Komal assured her son.
Goli was catching on. He was surprised his mother knew words like bur and lund and that she used them in his presence. Well, if she could use them so could he. “You mean you got me in here so you could play with my lund and get me to play with your bur ?”
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