22-12-2018, 06:30 PM
My own sexual desires now started building up deep inside my pussy, in my brain and in my heart and I started flowing with it like a storm.
After my husband Jitendra, this was the second cock in my life on which I am straightly poking my eyes and which made my pussy lips to pulsate.
By the pass of each second, I was carrying away with my lust for this very cock of my own son. One part of my brain was strongly signaling me to run away from this room .. run …. run away Nirma … don’t stand any more by your son’s bed … run out of this room … now …! While the other part of my brain has joined equivocally with the demand of my pussy, my boobs and my heart to stay right there and take full advantage of what I am watching at.
Spread straight on the bed was my own son, own blood and own flesh. I gave him birth from my own womb. He came out of my pussy 14 year back and today I am lusting for my own son’s erect penis and desiring to take his full length into my pussy.
Finally lust for my own kid came over the relation we had. I could not hold myself to move forward. Seeing my own son’s fully erect cock, I forgot my head-ache.
Standing by my son’s bed, his cock was now only at the distance of my eyesight and in fully view.
“Oh God! What shall I do … ?” I said to myself. Inside my lingerie, my pulsating pussy has now started dripping sticky liquid and I felt it on my both thighs. I thought for a while that what will happen if I touch my son’s erect penis. What will happen if I take it in my fist? What may happen if I take that hard cock of my son in my mouth and suck on it? And what will happen, if I just get on the bed and squat him over his hard and pointing to the ceiling penis and take it in my gaping pussy?
After my husband Jitendra, this was the second cock in my life on which I am straightly poking my eyes and which made my pussy lips to pulsate.
By the pass of each second, I was carrying away with my lust for this very cock of my own son. One part of my brain was strongly signaling me to run away from this room .. run …. run away Nirma … don’t stand any more by your son’s bed … run out of this room … now …! While the other part of my brain has joined equivocally with the demand of my pussy, my boobs and my heart to stay right there and take full advantage of what I am watching at.
Spread straight on the bed was my own son, own blood and own flesh. I gave him birth from my own womb. He came out of my pussy 14 year back and today I am lusting for my own son’s erect penis and desiring to take his full length into my pussy.
Finally lust for my own kid came over the relation we had. I could not hold myself to move forward. Seeing my own son’s fully erect cock, I forgot my head-ache.
Standing by my son’s bed, his cock was now only at the distance of my eyesight and in fully view.
“Oh God! What shall I do … ?” I said to myself. Inside my lingerie, my pulsating pussy has now started dripping sticky liquid and I felt it on my both thighs. I thought for a while that what will happen if I touch my son’s erect penis. What will happen if I take it in my fist? What may happen if I take that hard cock of my son in my mouth and suck on it? And what will happen, if I just get on the bed and squat him over his hard and pointing to the ceiling penis and take it in my gaping pussy?
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