I took my clothes and walked to my room.Dev excused me from going to his room again that night. Indian sex I turned off the engine.Soon after I stood on the floor, Dev suddenly held my waist and picked me up.He locked me in his grip and carried me to his room. I remembered how these very cheeks were held by my son’s strong hands as he pleasured them. There’s a thunderstorm warning. I longed to feel the way he made me feel with his antics.As I drove back home, I stared at my son’s hands differently. I wanted to get penetrated and fucked. He lingered achingly through every inch of crevice and relished its dirty, steamy, scent. Soon, it began to rain heavily. But we can’t, right maa…” Dev whispered.“I am afraid so..”My heart shuddered with love for him but one side of me controlled.That night, Dev got some warm massage oil, made me lie on my stomach and gently and lovingly, massaged my buxom ass till it was time for me to return.
