Hello Incest Lovers! How is life
After our first experience the whole attitude of my mother changed she became more charged and she went for clothing which were more sensuous once while my dad was reading a news paper she was swiping the house and I was at the other end of the room studying for my up coming exams. She was in the middle of the room with her back to my dad. She gave a wicked smile and pulled up her saree to reveal her milky thighs with that jungle of pleasure in between. My mouth dropped out and she gave that ever knowing smile and bend forward so that I can drown in that cleavage of hers which seemed to be stretched to the infinity
I became restless as my dick was like Mt Etna about to spill out its lava. I rushed to my room and on the way purposely brushed her bent head with my dick and went she jolted as if she had shock and my father was unaware and reading the new paper. She understood my intentions and followed me to my room where I had already naked and raring to go. With out a word she signaled me to the toilet.
I rushed in to join her and now I was in for a surprise because she had already pulled out her sari and was in her inner blouse and inner skirt I rushed and started pressing her boobs from over the blouse she gave a smile and pulled me and gave me a deep kiss. She immediately opened the shower. When I asked her why she did that she responded by saying that she did not want my dad to listen to those noises which was now masked by the sound of the shower
Both of us were now dripping wet and this increased the sensuality as I have already mentioned my mother does not put any under garments and the wetness made the dark nipple to stand out of the white blouse she was wearing and like the other ladies in India since she also did not shave her pubic hair. It was visible and was very much swollen this made me mad and I almost tore loose her blouse in my enthusiasm. She pushed me to the side and slowly started to undress this was making me more mad.