Roshani helps her son in his therapy

[akshatha]

In the Dining Table, He was more focused towards finishing his meal and Roshani laughed at his haste.

"Are dhire-dhire kha, kahin nai jaa rahi hun main", she giggled as she took a small core herself.

He didn't listen and gobbled not paying attention to her. She pulled his plate away from him.

"Bilkul bachcha hai abhi bhi, sabra naam ki koi cheeze nai hai, " she said and stared adoringly at him ". . . ab mai khilaungi tujhe apne haathon se",

As she admiringly looked at her son, an idea came in her mind, which could be a good exercise for him, she could have some fun and get some relief herself and also they can eat their food.

"chal sofe me, mai batati hun aram se kaise khate hain",

"Mummy almost over ho gaya hai, yahi kha lete hain na aur sidhe bedroom me chalate hain", he whined like a little boy he often acted with his mother.

"maine to ek bhi roti nai khai ab tak, to over kaise ho gaya?", she said, stood up and moved to sofa and he helplessly followed. It was beautiful sight to see her walking swaying her hips, holding two plates in her hands but he was more interested in feeling them.

She wasn't far from him and wanted his son to feel her hot body with her hands, but she also enjoyed teasing him and knew that more a man is excited, wilder he gets on bed and quicker he takes to cum, which is their primary goal.

"Baith ja, viase hi jaise savere baitha tha.",

He did and she placed the plates on the nearby table. She took 2-3 cushions and adjusted it beside his right thigh and than planted her huge saree clad ass on it. She graciously brought her legs covered in saree up and across his lap. It gave her the necessary distance she needed to move her hand to eat and to feed.

The bugle in his pant was prominent and her meaty thighs passed by it. She could budge her legs a little and press his penis with her thighs. He was aware of the proximity of his hard penis and her sexy thighs.

"ab ye tujhe chain se khane dega", she budged her legs pressing his penis against her thighs.

She took a plate in her hand and taking a piece of roti in her hand brought it to his mouth,

"aram se kha kyunki ab agar isne koi harkat ki to ise mar padegi", she casually said pressing his dick with her thighs.

She ate next and while he waited for his turn his penis was getting gentle rubbing from his mother's thighs.

She started to feed them alternately.

His eyes roamed all over her but spent extra time on the exposed part of right breast. Her cleavage got exposed some time for a fraction of second when she ate herself and his eyes lingered in the delightful cleft for a little while until it got hidden again.

She knew what his eyes were looking for and as both her hands were occupied elsewhere, mercifully she nudged the pallu a little with her wrist making her deep cleavage permanently visible. He had seen the cleavage in the bathroom but now in her sexy red and green blouse it looked amazingly sexy having direct impact on his stiffening penis.

As they ate, she saw that her son's eyes were glued to the deep cleavage she had exposed. He didn't try to steal glances rather un-blinkinly ogled. She loved it and whenever his eyes wandered up to look at her beautiful face, she smiled. They were so comfortable, she sitting on his lap and feeding his baby boy and playing with his ever hard cock, his eyes glued to her ample motherly bosoms.

After some time their meal was actually over.

"mummy ke pass sabka ilaz hai, dekha kaise chup-chap aram se saara khana khila diya",
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