Bab 1602: MEMORIES OF AN INDIAN MAN
As I sit at my desk to write this story I take a moment to gaze out of the window. And before I know it I'm magically transported back to the sixties, an era long gone by. Yet the memories are fresh like everything happened just yesterday. It was a time when things where far simpler, life was carefree and we were blessed with the beauty of youth. Life offered an abundance of time to flirt with.
I come from a small sleepy little village located in the remote interiors of the Western Ghats of India. Even though it was quite an uncontroversial little place it was wealthy and its residents enjoyed a higher standard of living compared to the rest of the country. But due to its location and tiny population it lacked the opportunity for local education and so the youngsters where often sent to study in the big cities, of whom I happened to be one.
There was a three month break before the next year could begin, I was nineteen and at the end of first year at the University. All my life I had been a border at school and I was so looking forward to this vacation at home.
I woke up early on the first morning of my return and decided on a motor bike ride along the beautiful country roads. Since dad was away on business to the big city, I decided to ask mother for the keys. I yelled out asking her if she knew where they were. All I got was a muffled reply, so I walked over the passage to where her room was and asked again. She replied but I couldn't make out a thing of what she was saying.
Still unable to hear her, I pushed open the partially closed door and walked into her bedroom. Without a thought I scanned the bedside table for the keys failing to take note of my mother. Still unable to find the keys I looked up at her and realized that she was still in a state of undress. She was facing the mirror wearing only a white petticoat, her hands raised above her head tying her hair into a bun. Her large breasts with their dark brown nipples remained exposed.
Mother looked at me and without the slightest embarrassment said, "It's in the cupboard sweetie".
I had never seen her in any state of undress before, and I was initially overwhelmed by embarrassment. Yet I couldn't resist myself from looking at them again and she did little to cover them up.
I thought she just didn't realize it was me and she was quite used to being that way with dad. But she looked at me and asked if I had found them as I stood fumbling around the open cupboard.
"No," I replied.
"Come let me help you," she said still making no effort to conceal the round breasts that swayed delicately as she walked towards me.
I felt the blood rushing to my manhood and my member straining against my jeans.
She stood right next to me, her naked arms brushing against mine and reached for the key.
"There you go," she said with a slight smile.
I thanked her and rushed out of the room, my mind still trying to come to terms with mother's casual display of nudity.I somehow managed to conceal my embarrassment and excitement, as I made it out to the garage.
Later that afternoon I returned home and headed straight for the kitchen to grab a bite. I found mother cooking at the stove.
"Oh it's you," she said without turning around to face me.
"Eh yeah mom," I replied as I pulled a chair from under the table.
I sat down on the chair and began drumming on the table. Instantly my eyes were drawn to her voluptuous figure that was tightly wrapped in a thin cotton sari. I must say that even in her early forties she looked gorgeous. Her full buttocks swayed gently undulating as she moved about the kitchen. Unable to stop staring I was now sporting a raging erection that clearly showed against my jeans, concealed only by the table.
She struggled to reach the sugar on the top shelf, so I hurriedly pushed back the chair and went up to help her.
"Thank you handsome," she said giving me a peck on the cheek.
"So is it too big?" she asked me.
Unable to comprehend what she meant I looked at her with a blank face.
"My bum silly, is it too big?" she asked in almost a whisper.
"Uh what?" I managed to say as I choked and turned red with embarrassment.
"Since you were admiring it for so long, I thought I might as well ask," she said with a playful giggle.
"Oh I'm so sorry," I said apologizing profusely.
"Never mind all men are the same, besides I don't mind a little attention," she said with a wink.
We both broke into a laugh.
Over the next few days we spent more time together and she treated me more like a friend rather than a son. We both seemed to enjoy each other's company that we had missed over the years. She would teach me some of her favourite recipes and I would help her cook. There was much more physical contact like touching and hugging between us which I enjoyed. Not sure if I was getting bolder or she was getting more comfortable with me or she just regarded me as being her son.
She loved discussing her clothes and what to wear and how she looked in them. One afternoon we were in her bedroom and I was sprawled on her bed as she organized her collection of clothes in the wardrobe.
As she went about this she would pick up a dress and tell me how she got it, how much she loved wearing it and so on. Then she pulled out a blue blouse and felt the softness of the material by rubbing it against her cheek. She said she loved wearing this as it fit her perfectly.
Then she asked if I would like to see her in it. I nodded nonchalantly not expecting her to slip out of her existing blouse without warning.
"Do you want me to come back?" I asked.
"No why?" she asked peeling of the blouse from her arms.
She noticed me blushing as I tried to steal a peek at her bare breasts.
"Oh that," she said slightly surprised as she tried to cover her large breasts with her arm.
"Does it bother you?" she asked with motherly concern.
"No! I thought it would bother you if I stayed," I replied.
"As if you haven't seen boobs before, besides I'm your mother you have seen them and fed from them," she replied letting down her arm once again.
I couldn't explain how horny the situation had made me, but I became bolder and openly stared at them.
"Boys will be boys," she said with a smile, but made no effort to cover them up.
Her semi erect brown nipples looked lovely against the white of her large round breasts as she wore the blouse.
I had to excuse myself and rush to my room for the shag of a lifetime. She laughed as I ran out of her room.
The next day I was in the kitchen and I found her cooking once again. I went behind her and gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek as usual. But instead of letting go immediately I left my hands around her bare waist gently caressing the soft skin of her belly. Soon I got bolder and kept moving up till my fingers were gently caressing the underside of her heavy breasts. She didn't seem to care and continued her cooking. I couldn't resist the temptation of letting my hands cup her heavy breasts. I could barely hold either of her large breasts in the palm of my hands. My erection was pressing against her buttocks and I'm sure she felt it, but we continued to talk as if nothing was happening. Just as I began to gently squeeze her fleshy breasts she sighed and lightly bit her lower lip.
Before I could get anywhere else she whispered "Not here sweetie".
I immediately withdrew my hands as I came to my senses. But we continued our conversation as if nothing had happened.
Later in the afternoon I went to her room and found her on the bed trying to catch some sleep.
"Can't sleep?" she asked.
I smiled and nodded.
"Okay come lie down next to me," she said
Sensing my restlessness she asked "What's the matter sweetie?"
Reluctantly I asked her "What did you mean when you said not here in the kitchen."
She smiled and said Oh that I had forgotten about that. Well you shouldn't be doing that in the kitchen besides I'm your mother you shouldn't have been doing that at all she said with a cheek grin.
Sensing the disappointment on my face she said well I don't mind a little playfulness but don't get too carried away she said.
Okay I nodded with a sparkle in my eye and excitement I couldn't hide.
"Can I?" I asked sheepishly.
"Fine though your incorrigible, " she said with a slight frown.
I laughed and she joined me as I gave her a hug and a kiss. I held her in my arms for a while and she said I enjoy this. She laid her head on my chest and continued to talk to me. My trembling hands moved down to her bare midriff and began to caress her gently once again moving up to the underside of her breasts. Soon I was fondling her D cup breasts and she kept talking to me.
We did this for the next couple of days and every time I couldn't bare it anymore I would excuse myself and rush to the bathroom and masturbate vigorously to relive myself.
One such afternoon as I was caressing her all over I found the need to go and relieve myself.
Just as I was about to get up, in a very motherly tone she said "It's okay, just do it here I won't look."
"Uh uh," I said in total disbelief at her statements.
"I know you're a young man and you have certain urges, that's why I agreed to this in the first place," she said with a smile.
I smiled and kissed her on the lips for the first time, thanking her for her understanding and kindness.
"I will always love you ma," I said.
"I know sweetie," she said.
Even though I had the unbearable urge to come, I felt quite nervousness to masturbate around her. But slowly my fingers found the zipper on my pants and gently pulled it down. I struggled to free my erect member from the confines of my jeans. But not once did she make any effort to look at my exposed member but kept her head on my chest.
I was like a kid in a candy store as one hand continued to massage her breasts and the other was gently stroking my hard penis. But we continued to talk like it was nothing unusual.
"Do you do this too," I asked.
"Do what?" she asked me.
"Masturbate!" I asked.
"Of course, I'm human too," she said with a nervous blush.
Don't worry sweetie all human beings do it boys, girls, old, young and there is nothing to be ashamed of. It's a natural way of taking care of your body's needs. It's only society's views that it is taboo and why people have such misconstrued ideas about it. Sex is important and to be enjoyed by all, being a mother I want my child to enjoy it and if I can help in any way then why not.
I was quite moved with her views on life and was almost in tears as l heard her talk. Yet I quite shamelessly kept stroking my erection.
Soon my body began to convulse in the telltale signs in the buildup of an orgasm. Mother looked at my contorted face my eyes were shut tightly, enjoying the pleasures of that moment. She continued to look at my face and took my hand that was on her breasts to kiss it and to make it a special moment for me she slipped it under her blouse. The bare skin of her fleshy breasts felt exquisite against the palm of my hand. Her erect nipples felt like little rubber buds as I tweaked them between my fingers until I couldn't bear it any longer and let go exploding all over the bed.
When it was all over she pulled out my hands from her breasts and looked into my eyes. She sat up as she fixed her blouse.
"Did you enjoy it?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
I nodded and fell into a deep sleep like I had never before.It was almost over a month since my masturbation surprise with mother. Apart from a few glimpses of her boobs and a quick feel of her breasts she seemed to avoid any form of intimacy. I feared the worst had come, that we had crossed a sacred line between mother and son and she didn't want to encourage me any further.
Then one late morning I went to her room and found the door closed. I knocked for a bit and got no response so I pushed it open and went in. Finding no one there I picked up the paper and lay down on the bed to have a read.
Then I heard the door to the attached bathroom open slightly saw mothers head peering from the door.
"Oh it's only you," she said with a sigh of relief.
Opening the door fully, she stepped out of the bathroom in just her wet sari that concealed little if not nothing.
"Why what's wrong," I asked.
"I needed a new bar of soap, had I known it was you I wouldn't have bothered with the sari," she said quite nonchalantly.
Her full buttocks undulated as she walked up to the cupboard and searched for the soap. I couldn't help getting erect as my eyes traversed her voluptuous body, the heavy breasts with their dark nipples, the narrow waist that flared into wide motherly hips and fleshy thighs that ended in perfect legs.
"Really?" I asked in what seemed like a delayed response.
"Really what?" she said turning around to look at me.
"You wouldn't have bothered with the sari?" I asked almost swallowing the words.
"Of course," she said innocently, bending over and treating me to a delicious view of her curvy bottom.
"Damn, my luck," I said playfully and we both laughed.
Just before disappearing into the bathroom she stopped and turned catching me starring at her lovely ass.
"Do you really like it that much?" she asked giggling.
Blushing I managed to node in embarrassment as she disappeared into the bathroom.
I was awoken by the sound of mothers leg chains clinking as she walked around the room. Couldn't remember how long it was but I must have dosed of as I read the paper. Sitting up I rubbed my sleepy eyes I was hardly prepared for what I was about to see.
Mother stood in front of the mirror with her back to me, her hair was wrapped in a towel and her forehead was adorned with a bindi. Apart from that and some scanty jewelry she was completely nude. My heart skipped a beat and I gasped at her naked form.
"You awake sleepy head?" she asked without turning to look at me.
Unable to speak I sat dumb founded by her boldness, but she seemed completely at ease and went about her business as if nothing was different.
"Cat got your tongue?" she asked with a gentle smile.
"Amma you're so beautiful, I wish I could marry you," I finally managed to say.
"Why so you can stare at my bum all day?" she asked playfully.
"Nope, I'm doing that without having to marry you," I said jokingly.
"Then why?" she asked still laughing.
"So I can play with it," I said.
"You don't have to marry me for that," she said as she applied lotion to her body.
"Does that mean I can play with it now?" I asked cheekily.
"Yeah sure, nice try," she said with a smile and
we both laughed.
We continued conversing as I enjoyed the naked display of her womanly charms.
"Amma I wish I had your confidence and attitude," I said.
"What does that mean?" she asked brushing her long lusters hair.
"Well like being nude in front of others," I said.
She laughed and said "Silly boy it's normal and nothing to be ashamed of."
"Come on you can't be serious?" I said.
"Why don't you try it I'll be fun," she said with a giggle.
I went red in the face and didn't move.
"Come on be a sport, after all you have seen me I should have the same pleasure don't you think," she said.
Reluctantly I stood up and pulled my t-shirt over my head then I pulled down my shorts with the underwear exposing my erect member. I was avoiding her eyes as I stood there naked like her.
"See not so hard," she said turning to face me.
"Oh!" she said looking at my erection.
"I'm sorry," I said trying to cover my erection in embarrassment.
"It's okay sweetie nothing to be embarrassed about," she said with motherly tenderness.
Somehow I couldn't come to terms with my embarrassment and looked down in shame.
Sensing my discomfort she came up to me took my hands and guided me on to the bed. She got me to lie down first and then rested her head on my chest like we did a few weeks back. She gently caressed my cheek with her soft hands looking intently at my face.
"Want to know a secret, I'm feeling just as horny," she said with a mischievous smile.
"It's been a while since I masturbated," she whispered.
"Me too," I said in a whisper as we laughed at our bluntness.
It felt like we were best buddies or something. There was something very intimate about the whole situation and I could feel a strange sort of sexual tension building that was beckoning for some sort of release.
"Do you feel like doing it now," I asked as I gulped.
"I don't know," she said staring at me.
"I want to," I said trying to encourage her.
She moved up and kissed me on my lips, soon we were kissing like passionate lovers.
"Touch me," she whispered into my ears with her eyes shut tightly.
"Play with my ass," she said as she continued to kiss me all over my face.
Her fingers were buried deep in her vagina as I allowed my hands to explore her buttocks. Soon I eased my hand into the crack of her ass allowing my finger to rest at her delicate anal opening. I could hear her moan as her body began to convulse in the telltale signs of an orgasm.
"Don't stop," she managed to whisper as she bit my ear lobe
I pressed my finger against her anus and felt it ease into her.
"Mmmh!! Mmm! Ahhh!" she moaned loudly
Her thick voluptuous body began to rise and fall in a rhythmic movement. Until she finally came with a loud scream. I kissed her and she held me tightly still moaning, I could feel her spasms for what seemed like ages. Before long she was fast asleep, naked and curled up against my body.
Mother and I had just returned from a cousins wedding in another town, father had stayed back for some reason.
It had been quite a few days since we had done anything together. I was overjoyed at the opportunity of being alone with her again. Tired and exhausted I headed for her bedroom, as I conjured up some kind of excuse to be there. I found her bending over the suitcase, giving me a lovely view of her voluptuous behind.
"Aren't you asleep still?" she asked without looking up.
"Can I sleep in your bed tonight," I asked with a twinkle in my eye.
"Let me think about it," she said with a naughty smile.
Her wide hips swaying delicately as she walked between the suitcase and the cupboard. The tightly wrapped sari hid little from my imagination as I watched her undulating buttocks. I couldn't tell if she was aware of my prying eyes. In any case she seemed too busy and tired to be bothered, at least that's what I thought.
Then without warning she casually asked "Are you done staring at my bum?"
I gulped before answering "What?"
She laughed at my embarrassment.
"What will you do when I take these off," she asked, seductively raising her sari over her buttocks.
Without thinking and a hint of enthusiasm I asked "Will you?"
"Isn't that why your here?" she asked as we both broke into a hearty laugh.
We continued our conversation as she finished with her unpacking and retrieved a nightie from the cupboard. Without hesitation she began undressing, even as I continued to look at her. I could feel my flaccid member beginning to swell, as each discarded piece of clothing exposing a secret treasure. She graciously undid the sari and slipped out of the petticoat, letting her heavy breasts remain in the confines of her blouse. She wasn't wearing her panties and I could the thick pubic hair between her legs, which hid her womanly charms.
She stood in front of the full length mirror inspecting her semi naked body, giving me a view of her supple yet full buttocks. Carelessly she let a hand caress the cheek of her buttocks. Oblivious to my presence she began scrutinizing herself until she caught me unabashedly staring at her naked butt.
"Enjoying the show?" she asked naughtily.
I nodded with a smile.
"Even your dad doesn't see me naked this often," she joked as we both laughed.
We chit chatted like teenagers, about the marriage as she tried some of her wedding jewellery in her semi naked sate. She looked quite cute in just her blouse that hid nothing below her midriff. I'm sure there was a streak of exhibitionism in her that enjoyed my attention. Before long the conversation drifted towards the couples first night experience.
"Mom will it be painful the first time you do it?" I asked rather innocently.
"Probably if she isn't well lubricated," she said removing an earring.
"Huh! What does that mean?" I asked.
She giggled at my innocence but continued to explain nonetheless. Not all the pain is bad for a woman, but it would help if the man was aware of this. For men its mostly pleasurable so you have nothing to worry about.
"How will men know about if the pain is good or bad?" I asked with curiosity.
"It's difficult to explain something you need to experience," she said trying more of her jewellery on.
"Can you show me," I asked without thinking.
"I'm sure you'd like that wont you?" she said with a sarcastic smile.
"No I'm serious mom," I said.
"Who better to teach me than you," I said keeping a sincere face.
She looked a bit surprised and turned to see if I was being serious.
"There is a part of me that would do anything to see you happy, but even then this is too much to ask of your mother sweetie," she said closing the cupboard doors.
"But, but we have done so much already," I said rather boldly.
"Huh! that was just harmless fun, intercourse is way too emotional for me to handle," she said.
"Oh I see," I said looking disappointed.
Patience is virtue with surprising benefits, I guess? I sat there sulking for a while. Gently she undid the hooks of her blouse and slipped out of her blouse. She wasn't wearing her bra and her large breasts and their brown nipples lay exposed on her chest. Soon she noticed my disappointment and came sat next to me on the bed where I lay.Gently she caressed my face in her hands, letting her bare breasts brush against my chest.
"Didn't you want to sleep in the same bed?" she asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Are you going to sleep like this?" she asked with a wink.
Standing up I smiled before undressing quickly. She lay watching me on the bed with all her womanly charms exposed. Soon I was pulling down my underwear as my erect penis sprang up against my tummy.
"Oh my," she teased giggling like a school girl.
Before long we lay naked next to each other staring at the ceiling, holding hands like young lovers and enjoying the intimacy our nudity offered. There was an awkward silence for a while as we each refused to switch the lights off.
"So this means a lot to you eh?" she asked turning towards me.
"It's okay mom, I guess I let my curiosity get the better of me and wasn't thinking about your feelings," I said.
"That's so sweet," she said turning to kiss my forehead carelessly crushing her bare breast against my shoulders.
"I love you mom," I said with a smile.
"Oh I didn't know that," she said jokingly before proceeding to tickle me.
Soon we were horsing around in all our naked glory. I enjoyed the feeling of her softness and warmth of her perfumed body against mine as I pinned her down under me and kissed her face all over. She burst out laughing as I continued to tickle her. We were like two teenagers rolling around the bed, using the lightness of the situation as an excuses to touch and explore each others bodies. She didn't complain when my penis brushed past her vulva or public hair. On occasion it would slip between her thighs rubbing its length against her labial lips, this is when she would use her hands to adjust it away from her vaginal opening. The more hornier I got the more I tried, but she remained calm and jovial, gently stemming any attempt on my part to try and mount her.
"You aren't going to give up are you," she said jokingly.
"Oh mom please," I pleaded.
She looked into my eyes, as her mind raced to find a solution.
"It's penetration that you want to experience isn't it?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied.
Hesitantly she spoke "Okay Ill let you put it in my bum, but that's as far as we go."
I grinned trying to control my enthusiasm.
"God the things I do for you," she said.
Before she could realize it I was behind her my hands prying open her butt cheeks.
"Wait," she almost screamed.
Reluctantly I let go of her fleshy buttocks, almost instantly missing their warmth.
She instructed me to get on my knees, as she repositioned herself similarly in front of me.
We were face to face as she began to instruct me. First I want you to insert just a finger into me, well skip the lubrication. This will show you how hard it is to perform penetration without proper lubrication and the pain you can cause. Once you get a feel for how gentle you will need to be we can try it with your penis.
I nodded and sat excitedly for the next instruction.
"Okay, now I want you to locate my anus with your thumb," she said trying to look at me.
She placed her hands on my shoulders and spread her legs apart, as I placed my hands between her legs. She gasped as my hands came in contact with her soft labial lips. My fingers searched for the opening as I mistakenly allowed it to slip into her rather wet vagina.
"That's my vagina silly," she said with a frown forcing my hand out almost immediately.
Then holding my arm she guided it further back until my finger made contact with her anal opening.
"That's it," she said with a slight smile.
My finger gently caressed the puckered opening causing her to blush slightly.
"Push it in darling," she said looking directly at me.
Excitedly I began to push my finger into her anus. It was harder than I had thought and all my attempts seemed to fail in vain and I struggled to get even the tip of it passed the opening. She giggled at my desperation and gently relaxed her sphincter muscle allowing me to make some head way.
"Ouch!" she yelped as my finger struggled to slip in.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
"Not as much as if it were your penis," she said biting her luscious lip.
She grunted and clawed, as my finger eased its way into her.
"You eventually get used to it, being a woman," she said.
Clenching her teeth and shutting her eyes she waited for me to complete the final push.
"Is it because women are more tolerant to pain," I asked pushing the rest of my finger into her.
"No silly cause we can bear all the pain in the world, for someone we love," she said as she stroked my hair.
"Wow mom that feels amazing," I said seeing her relaxing a bit.
She laughed at my boyish enthusiasm before continuing with her instructions.
"You can move your thumb around and explore the walls if you like, you might feel my muscles contracting around your thumb now and then," she said.
She expertly manipulated the muscles of her rectum to bear down on my finger allowing me to feel the strange but exquisite sensations of her anal passage. With my free hand I massaged her buttocks kneading their flesh fervently.She sighed enjoying the feeling of her buttocks being massaged.
"Okay, now pull it out gently," she said raising herself slightly.
Amazingly my finger slipped out causing her no discomfort as I pulled out, but I heard her gasp as it popped out.
"How was that," she asked excitedly looking at me.
"Amazing," I managed to choke out.
"Ready for part two, big boy," she asked teasingly as I nodded.
Taking out the Vaseline she instructed me to apply it liberally around my erect shaft. I watched, as she herself dipped a finger into the Vaseline taking a generous portion of it. Delicately she worked her finger, spreading the Vaseline around and into her anus.
She got me to sit upright on the bed and got on her haunches right over me, my erect member brushing against the soft flesh of her buttocks. Taking my penis in her hands she peeled back the foreskin and placed the tip of my erect penis against her anal opening. She looked away, weather to hide the pain or the shame of her actions I could not tell. But I was too preoccupied as I relished the feeling of her anus against the tip my penis.
"Be gentle," she said biting her lips.
I nodded and began pushing into her, hearing her grunt as the head of my penis stretched her anus.
"Owww God!" she gasped.
I could see tears forming around her eyes as my member pushed through her tight anal opening. Soon the entire head of my penis was inside her.
"You want me to stop," I asked.
She shook her head to say no and prodded me to continue as she sobbed softly.
"Does it hurt that bad," I asked.
"No sweetheart it's just an emotional thing for a woman," she said rubbing away the tears.
"Can I go all the way," I asked.
She nodded with a faint smile. I pushed further, hearing her moan in pleasure and pain, as my penis relentlessly inched its way deeper into her passage.
Soon I had the entire length of my shaft buried inside her, she sighed softly letting her head rest on my shoulders. I stroked her hair and kissed her cheeks. We remained like that for what seemed like eternity enjoying the intimacy of the moment.
"Your big sweetie," she whispered into my ear.
I grinned to myself, as my hands slid down to her fleshy buttocks, caressing them ever so softly.
"You really like them don't you," she said.
I nodded as she contracted her butt muscles squeezing my penis.
"Oh!" I gasped.
"Like it?" she asked grinning wickedly.
"Wow mom that feels amazing," I said unable to contain my excitement.
She laughed at my display of child like pleasure and seemed quite content at knowing that she hadn't deprived her son of anything yet.
"Does it feel good for you mom," I asked.
"A little," she said and we both laughed.
She noticed me stare intently at her full breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing.
"You like?" she asked with a smile.
"Yes very much, can I suck on them?" I asked.
She smiled and nodded, before cupping one of her breasts and raising it up towards my mouth. She looked on, as I gently licked around the aureola, before taking the nipple in my mouth and sucking on it. She was moaning softly enjoying the pleasure of her nipples being sucked. I couldn't bear to stay still any longer and began pumping in and out of her in a rhythmic yet gentle fashion. She closed her eyes and threw back her head holding on to my neck with her arms. With every stroke, I squeezed her buttocks and she contracted the walls of her rectum sending instant spasms of pleasure through my body.
It wasn't long before I came close to having an orgasm.
"I'm going to come. Should I pull out?" I managed to say.
"No silly you don't have to," she said enjoying the sight of my pleasure.
Then I erupted deep inside her and soon collapsed in her arms.
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