Seeing Rahul’s eyes focused on her womanhood and to continue the conversation she asked mischievously ‘what do you mean by yours.’
‘I mean I want to see that part’ he said looking down below her waist.
‘What is there to see’ she asked biting his finger hard and leaning forward.
‘It is the most fascinating part a woman possesses which is also heavily guarded’ he replied.
‘How can you say it is heavily guarded’ she asked.
‘You have three layers covering it’ he replied thrusting his hand down to her abdomen.
‘Name them’ she said as her body was burning with hot desires.
Pushing his hand between the frills of her sari above her warm womanhood Rahul said ‘First you have it covered by this sari, followed by your petticoat and you have your panties snuggled on it.
Shobha on feeling her son pulling her sari drew closer to him and embracing him she asked ‘on what are my panties snuggled on?’
‘On your hot pussy’ Rahul replied.
This further invigorated her and drawing his body to hers she asked ‘does it have any other name?’
‘Yes, it is also called cunt’ whispered Rahul in his mother’s ears as his hand pulled her sari out of her body.
Feeling the sari slide down her body his mother spoke ‘so you know all the names. Where did you learn them?’ She asked sliding her hands on his back and drawing his lower body to hers.
On this action his mother felt her son’s rock hard pecker brace her warm waist and shivering at the touch asked ‘what’s that which is poking at my waist?’
‘It’s my cock’ he replied putting his hands over her back and trying to unhook her bra.
‘And why is it so hard’ she murmured?
‘It’s hard after seeing your semi nude body’ he replied as his hands clasped her bra and unhooked it.
‘What would happen if it sees me fully nude’ she asked?
‘You will see for yourself in a few moments’ saying this he drew out her bra from her body. As Rahul pulled the bra from her body and pushed his mother back a little, his eyes feasted upon the magnificent mounds of his mother’s breasts. His mother possessed a set of well rounded breasts with dark brown nipple jetting out from the middle.
As his eyes devoured the sight of his mother’s naked breasts his hands flew over them as if they were magnetized. He first cupped both her breasts in his hands which were insufficient to grasp fully and as her nipples pressed against his palms he held one of them in his fingers and squeezed them.
Shobha stood still enjoying his foreplay and when she saw her son dip his face and kiss the top of her swollen breasts she wet her panties again. As she drained her cunt’s juice out she felt her son bending down his head to get more access to her breasts. Seeing him in an awkward position saying ‘come let me feed you’ she went and sat down on the sofa.
Rahul was stupefied to hear his mother’s words. Disentangling from her he waited till his mother sat on the sofa and when she looked up at him he moved on to the sofa and lying down on it he rested his head on her lap.
Shobha held his head in her hand and fondling his hair she asked ‘does my son want to suckle his mother’s breasts.’
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