I am always here for my bright son” I kissed him backing saying this.Then he leapt across and took me in his arms hugging me and pressing against me.I thought he was getting emotional with his mommy but soon I realized it was something else. I got a tingling in my body as he did this is circular motion. no it can’t be, my own son, lusting after me and feeling me. I will show you my old used body but just touching, ok.his head was rested on my shoulder while his chest pressed on me. I withdrew from him in a moment and asked him“What are you doing rinku? I want to worship and feel your body with my hands. If you try to go beyond then the show is over” I felt a little kinky like a slut about to show off her body.“o mommy, let me remove your clothes” he quickly put his hands under the hem of my gown and pulled it over my head. I covered my big boobies out of shame in front of my son.We had a good time and all the guests left the home by eleven at night.
I felt that some juices had started leaking from my horny choot but they were absorbed by my pubes so probably he was just seconds away to touch them. I regained morality and asked him to stop.“beta, my dear rinku beta.My name is pushpa and I am the mother of three children.I am normal Indian housewife and I belong to the middle class background. Though I am quite educated but I had to stay home to take care of my children.I love you too but this is no way to show your love to your mother. No one ever touches his mother in her private parts. O my god, rinku what r u doing…..no….please stop it” he put his thumbs at the side of my old white cotton panty which was so wet now and pulled it down my knees in no time . With these melons hanging down, how can you expect me to stop?he was now rubbing his hands on my choot from behind.“no mommu, you know how much I love you. o mother, you are the most beautiful of all women that I have seen and known.