I stood there watching mom. Indian porn sex ‘It’s okay, I understand. Then mom could not stand any longer. ‘Have you tasted your cum before?’
‘No, mom please I would do that.’
‘You want to know how cum tasted like?’
‘Emm…’
‘Salty, thick and kind of smell you know. All the time she did this to me and I can’t do this without hesitation to make her happy. My cum that I poured covers like a wet sticky fluid on her body. If she has lost her mind where is yours? I could feel her breath on my pubic hair. I have never notice the rubbing would loose the towel plus extra loosening of the towel from the movement she made when she cry. She took a sip. ‘Yeah…it’s 11.30p.m. Confirmed.’ My mind concluded. I took a deep sigh. I need to do something fast. ‘What are you doing man, it’s your mom!’ my mind screams
‘It’s okay; it’s your mom only. Is it okay with you?’
‘Of course dear.’
Suddenly a taught came in.
