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She was still dressed in her bridal jewelry and a golden chain fell over her tummy.

Then she lifted her saree without removing it up to her thighs.

I often wondered if she fucked with her dog like my maasi who I had fucked on a number of occasions.

I remember that maasi was the tallest of all and she had deadly knockers and a slappable ass.

My father was a doctor with state government and was posted 35 km from home. She used to dress up in full nighty at night while kneading the floor and doing all household activities. The more I told myself that I more horny I got now. They were lacy red n smelled a heavenly scent of her cunt smeared with her urine. She had flowers on her hair which smelt of jasmine. What a wonderful thought it was that I had married my mother. When we got home she said that by going round the fire I had married her for seven lives. I felt like kamadeva having sex with my own mother, Rati. I opened my mouth full and took a hearty bite of both her chuchies.

He used to come home only on weekends and sometimes even fortnights went on and he didn’t come. I have rarely seen her in saris, she wears a salwaar kameez usually. But on coming back from boarding college, I started getting sexual enjoyment and I often felt bad at it. I got her pics taken in the day and replaced them with the bodies of the sluts I had and saw my mommy in all those poses. Then I changed my mother’s name in the sexy stories and read them aloud for masturbation. I was an intoxicating smell and I went mad after it. I ate those hair, kissed the panty, sucked it n masturbated. I don’t know whether mom knew it but everyday I stole her used panties and put then back after my share. I got close to her and took her in my arms before planting a full mother son French kiss on her lips. She had nicely shapely white breasts and she had pinkish brown areolas bigger than the rupee coin. Her hands were at the back of my head stroking my hair.

She instead pushed me back and said how I could even think about it. You can’t do all those things with me without getting married. I went up to her, took her hand in mine and kissed her lightly on her forehead on her bindi and said “o mother! I slept next to her and could see her beautiful breasts heaving with breath. After a little cusping and kneading she said.“O my son, my lover! She came at the afternoon and told me to get ready. She dresses up in a sleeveless noodle blouse and came back in a firing blazing red wedding sari. Only the blouse is different.”I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek, “o mother I love you so much”We then hurried from the home as she got a taxi and asked the driver to go to the suthakaami temple.

It had a pink bulb on and it made the room look so sexy. She took me there and I sat next to her as the pandit started reciting mantras. I took it and smeared it in her head taking her as a wife. Mom looked so pretty dressed in all jewelry and her wedding sari. I cleaned it with my tongue and began kissing her while my hands on motherly instincts had gone to her beautiful mounds feeling them over her blouse.

We reached the temple and the priest took us to a corner where there was a pandaal in the center and a few people had gathered. The priest then asked me to put some indoor (vermillion) in the center of my mother’s hair. She came to me and said,“From now on I am your wife so call me sushma .ok”Yes my darling sushma. She had the prettiest milk moustache I had ever seen.

I kissed my mother’s milky thighs and licked them to my delight.

My mother was now kneading her breasts and moaning heaving.

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