Then my probing fingertips brushed over the swollen hardness of her nipple, as the lace on the bra tickled up the back of his hand. Another shiver of excitement sparked through my cock as I kept easing his fingers down inside her bra. At last, I could cup the heavy, firm breast resting there. Now the big, jutting nipple was burning a hole into the palm of my hand.
Watching on with feverish anticipation, I saw her daintily spread the opening of my pants apart and ease her hand down inside it.
Pulling my fingers out from under her big, heavy tit, I once again found her hard, jutting nipple with the tips of my fingers. Teasing and toying with the rubbery pap, I gently twisted and tweaked it.
Then my mother’s fingers found my steel-hard prick and I heard a small, audible intake of breath. She must be surprised by the size of his thick, seven-inch penis, I arrogantly thought as she fondled and measured its girth and length with her fingers.
I had never felt a woman’s breast nipple in all his life, I giddily told himself. She must be just as hot as I was.
Savoring the touch of her nipple on my fingers, I saw her looking over and felt her maneuvering my big, stiff cock up, out through the opening of my underwear. Slowly, its big, purplish-red head appeared. It was slowly followed by the brown shaft, crisscrossed with bulging, blue veins. Then, the last of it came slithering out with my mother’s hot hand curled around it.
Her eyes widened momentarily, as she stared down at the big, jutting shaft of teenage cock-meat.
“My…” she softly murmured, daintily gripping her hand around the thick shaft, twisting and running it up its impressive length. “Son… you are …….”
After a few long, delicious moments, she opened her hand. Letting his cock jut up into the air on its own, she reached up and pulled his hand out of her blouse.
What now, I deliriously wondered? In a testosterone-induced fog, I watched my mother, lean forward, put her hands on the cushion and slowly push herself up to her feet. Then, she peeled off the saree from her body. She was wearing a blue petty-coat, and I groaned as I saw her naked belly and deep navel inches in front of me. It was so sexy, so sensuous.
my mother held my face and pulled me to her. I buried his face in her belly fleshly and started kissing her there with passion. Her skin felt like butter, and I kissed her all over – and when my tongue dipped into her deep navel Namratha, my mother groaned with pleasure. She knew what was happening…
I felt her fingers in caressing his hair and slowly pulling him back. “Oh Beta….what are we doing dear” she sighed caressing his cheeks.
Then looking into my eyes, she removed her blouse from her body.
I had never seen anything so erotic. So telling. So titillating, I thought as I stared up at her breasts covered by the lacy black brassiere.
She slowly sat back down on the couch. “Son…may I touch you again”. She murmured.
It was all happening too quickly for him to comprehend. my cock was still poking out of the opening in his pants as she looked at him…waiting. At last, I came to my senses and said “Yes Ma……”
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