Reshma was holding his thighs closer with both hands and her eyes were now tightly closed. She couldn’t say no now, and her top was getting ruined too. Desi fuck I am so sorry. You know it’s hygiene (Reshma with her soapy hands all over her son’s cock again).Rohan nodded. It was like an unimaginable fantasy that even he didn’t know he had until that day.Rohan and Reshma both were in their rooms. Reshma was stroking Rohan’s cock. I will be back home soon.Then Reshma left hurriedly in 20 minutes. His mom was leaning closer to his cock. He couldn’t help, but he was now all hard and his dick was twitching right in front of his mother’s face.)Rohan: I am so sorry. She got her top off, exposing her milky white boobs covered in a baby pink bra, continuing to stroke her son’s cock again.Rohan didn’t utter a word.
