Son takes care (in bed) of sad Indian widow mother (True stories)

Saying this Ammijaan hid her face in my chest with shame.

I also hugged her with love. And started moving my hand on her back with love. Then I lowered my hand and started caressing in her naked ass (Gaand) crack. When my finger reached her anus, I slowly inserted my finger up to one knuckle in her ass (Gaand) hole and kept rubbing it there.

Ammijaan seemed to love it and did not stopped me from doing it.

I thought that Ammijaan is in lusty mood today, so I should try to move further. So I asked her, “mother! You have tasted my cock (Lund) milk today only, but I had been tasting your milk since childhood. But now it is many years since I had sucked your boobs. Please remove your kameez so that I may see the milk pots, from where I had sucked milk in childhood. I want to see how they look now. From your kameez the boobs look so big, but I want to see how they look naked.”

saying this I put my hands on her shirt and tried to raise it over her head. She held my hand and stopped me saying, “Beta! You are my son and a son has always a right to his mother’s boobs. So even if I want to stop you, the morality says that a Ammijaan should not stop her son from her breast. So you may not even see my breast but may even taste them by sucking the. But I will not remove my shirt as you yourself are wearing your own shirt and want to make me totally nude. It is not fare. Either you also remove your own shirt or I will just raise my shirt to show you my breast.”

I was naturally willing for it. Ammijaan was really hot and knew how to make the things progress without looking vulgar. It was clear that Ammijaan wanted both of us to be nude. So I sat on the bed and removed my shirt and threw it away.

Ammijaan smiled on my eagerness and she slowly sat on the bed and slowly in a teasingly manner started raising her shirt. Her big and milky white boobs came in light. She removed her shirt and put it away.

Now we both were totally nude and sitting near to each other. Mother’s boobs were very big and whitish in color. They were tight and not even a bit sagging down.

Her size must be about 38DD. I smiled mischievously in her eyes and put my hands on her boobs and squeezed them. Then I started fondling them with love and keeping her nipples in two fingers started caressing them. Ammijaan was moaning now and her eyes again started turning red with lust.

I asked her with love, “Ammijaan! Your boobs are so big and milky. They are so tight. And not even fitting in my hands. May I put my mouth on them and suck them?”

Ammijaan caressed my head and smilingly said, “Imran Beta! You are my son. How can a Ammijaan stop her son from sucking her breast? This is your birth right. You go on a suck them.”

Saying this, she lied on the bed and also pushed my on the bed. Totally nude, we both were lying facing each other. She put her hand behind my neck and pulled my face on her boobs.

I opened my lips and took her left nipple in my mouth. Then I started sucking her. Her boobs were so sweet. A tasty and beautiful feminine odor was coming from her breasts. I loved the taste and started sucking her left boob by pulling more and more of its flesh in mouth.

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