Misc. Erotica Struggles of Beautiful Tribal Moms among Forest Guards(COMPLETED)By Novelist Casanova

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“Who the hell are you?” he asked, covering my naked mom with a blanket.  “I am her son, Sir,” I said.  He picked up his beedi and matchbox, “come,” he said and went out, and I followed out.  “You saw me and your mom together yesterday?” he asked.  “Yes, Sir,” I said.  “You hate your mom for that?” he asked, smoking his beedi.  “No Sir,” I replied softly.  “Mmmmm…” he nodded in a rough tone.  I was nervous and at the same time feeling horny, watching the man who loves enjoying my mom this close. “But, I like the way you and my mom romance, Sir.  I always enjoyed watching you romance my mom.  It feels like my mom was born just for you to enjoy,” I said.  He looked at me and took his beedi off his mouth and smiled at me blowing the smoke.  “I like the way you say it, kid,” he said and smiled.  “True, your mom was born just for me to enjoy,” he said.  “Your mom was worried about yesterday.  She thought you must have gotten hurt after watching her with me,” he said.  “No Sir, I think she has found her true love, and I am really happy for her.  I have never seen my mom happy with my dad, he used to abuse my mom all the time.  You are right opposite to my dad, you love my mom and keep her happy, what else can I ask for?  I approve of your love,” I said.