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I couldn't help myself - I spoke to my son, saying, "David! You're crying too. I didn't think this was your kind of movie."David responded weakly, his voice still not composed, "It's so sad mom, I couldn't help it."We were on the same sofa and I opened my arms. In that fleeting moment, my subconscious betrayed me and opened me to what happened next.David came into my arms and hugged me very tight, pressing my breasts into his chest. I let him.My temperature soared as our contact became overtly sexual, David now massaging my back. Since it was still not a forbidden act, I let him go on because it (he) felt so right, so very good.But when David's hands drifted toward my breasts, I told him we needed to break the clinch - but as I tried to stand, I realized that somehow, my son had undone my bra clasp!What else did his father teach him?I nearly pushed David away as I spoke the truth, "I have to go to my room and change."True enough, my panties were now damp and my breasts were hanging. Mere papa aur unke dost hamesha ghar par drink karte the. Mere papa ke dost mujhe hawas bhari nazro se dekhte the lekin main ye baat ghar mein kisi se batayi nahi thi. Mujhe bhi unke samne jane mein accha lagta tha.Unhone meri chuchi ko bahut baar dekha tha kyu ki jab woh log drink karte the to main un logo ke liye chicken lekar jaati thi. Meri mummy bhi majboor thi kyu ki agar hum log ye sab nahi karte to papa hum dono log ko datne lagte the. Apne dost se papa ko bahut pyar tha. Isliye woh jaise bolte the main aur mummy hum dono log un logo ke drink ke liye chicken banate the. Waise main aur mummy hum dono log chicken nahi khate the. Lekin papa ke dar se hum dono log chicken banana padta tha. Ek din der raat tak papa aur unka dost dono log drink kiye.Uske bad papa mummy ke sath jhagda karne lage. Papa nashe mein the to mummy kuch bol bhi nahi rahi thi. Aur apne dost ko papa ne guest room mein rahne ko bol diya tha. Mera bedroom guest room ke bagal mein hai. Mujhe pata tha ki papa ka.
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”“I know! Shut up and give me a hug!”“Oh! Sure!”I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tight against me, squishing her tits against my chest. (Note to self: no bra!)“You smell of beer! Can I have one?”“Of course!”“I know where you keep them,” she told me as she headed towards the kitchen.I stood watching her lanky body glide towards the fridge. She moved like a model on a runway, swinging her hips widely. She pulled opened the fridge door, but instead of bending at the knees to reach into the bottom drawer, she bent at the waist. Her rather short skirt rode up her thighs and gave me a delightful glimpse of her tight little rounded rear end. Lucky she never looked that tempting as a teenager! (Note to self: no sign of any underwear. Thong a possibility.)She turned back towards me, twisting the top off a bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale and I had a good look at the movement of her swinging tits under her T-shirt.“Sit down, Johanna. Tell me what’s going on. Are your folks still.

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