Son takes care (in bed) of sad Indian widow mother (True stories)

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Ammijaan was sitting on bed and I was standing naked waist down near her. My throbbing cock (Lund) was near to her face and she was looking with lust and greed in her face.

I was getting hornier with each second. When I found that my Ammijaan is not shying so I decided to take another step and taking her hand in my hand, I put it on my tight cock (Lund) and said in a husky voice, “Ammijaan! By looking you don’t find any difference with my father. You feel it in your hand to check if it is equally tight and hot also or not. Only then you can say that we both are alike.”

This was a bold step of me. I was expecting her to admonish me, but Ammijaan kept her hand on my cock (Lund) and wrapped her fingers on its base.

She clenched her fist tightly on my cock (Lund) and moved her hand on the length of it, as if she was giving me a hand job.

A little moan escaped from my mouth but Ammijaan did not seem to notice it and kept caressing her hand on my cock. She seemed to like my cock (Lund) and was moving her fist tightly on my cock.

I let my pajama go from my hands and it fell on my feet. I took my legs out of it and kicked it away. Ammijaan kept moving her hand on my cock (Lund) and I was naturally in seventh heaven. I sat near her so that she may keep moving her hand on my cock.

Ammijaan kept caressing my cock (Lund) and said in a husky tone, “Imran! You are almost same as your father in looks of your organ, but you are much more hot and very much harder than him. He was not so tight as you even 20 years before. You seem to be made of steel down here. You are so hot that if you stir your cock (Lund) in a glass of milk, you may make it boil with it.”

Saying this Ammijaan laughed and I also joined her to make the atmosphere lighter.

She kept her eyes glued to my cock (Lund) and kept caressing it. I was enjoying it so much and Ammijaan also seemed to be transfixed. I wanted to move ahead and fuck her there and then only, but did not know how to proceed further. Then a small drop of pre cum emerged on the tip of my cock.

It was glistering like a pearl on the tip of cock (Lund) head. Ammijaan saw it and looking upon my face, smiled at it. I was so horny. I smiled and asked, “Ammijaan! Is it same as father. Did he used to have the same type of pre cum as me?”

Perhaps Ammijaan was more horny than me, she thought of something and said, “Your father had a habit. Whenever there was such a situation, he used to ask me to lick it and tell the taste. Then he used to ask me to suck it properly. But now he is dead and your poor Ammijaan is left only with his memories. Those were the best days of my life. Anyway one cannot go against the destiny of his life.”

Saying this Ammijaan kept her eyes in my eyes. There was a untold thirst in her eyes and she seemed to be begging me to let her suck my cock.

Naturally I was more interested than her. So taking the opportunity I encouraged her, “Ammijaan! You can go ahead and lick it. Then you can compare the taste of both your son and husband. If you want, you may even suck it. After all I am your own son and you have every right to do anything with me.”

Ammijaan spoke hesitatingly (but the pinch of hesitation was clearly missing in her voice and face), “Imran! You are my loving son and I thank you so much as you want to remove the sadness from my fate. But just think, what will happen if somebody comes to know of all this. What will happen if your sister knows it?”

I knew that Ammijaan was so horny and was just pretending to be a shy lady. So in an assuring tone, I said, “Mother! You don’t mind. You can lick my cock (Lund) head off its pre cum. Nobody will ever know of it. Sister is away and will not be back for another 2 hours. So you may suck my cock (Lund) to your heart’s content.”

saying this I smiled on her and putting my palm on the back of her neck, pushed her head on my cock (Lund) head. Ammijaan was perhaps waiting for such encouragement, so she bent her head and as her mouth was just about to touch my cock, she turned towards me. Her face was shining was happiness and lust. She smiled and said, “Imran! It should remain just between you and me. Nobody else should ever know it.”

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