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That means, my mother changes her clothes in front of me in the same room.
There is a small curtain behind which she hides but off and on some part of her body is usually visible.
Often, I have seen them fucking but they rarely remove all their clothes.
Mostly, my mother would be nude only at bottom while my father would only lower his pajamas to his knees.
My mother brings water from the nearby hand pump in the morning and my neighbor’s son, who teaches at the local college, is usually there to catch a glimpse of the wonderful milky boobies of my careless mother.
I have even overheard him talking about the braless wonders of my mother Rani.
I stood by her talking to her as father was not at home.
As usual, she was dressed in one of her old suits at home and it left little to imagine after seeing her in those worn out clothes.
Since we have two rooms, we have given one to a tenant.
I remember all her suits by heart and I have also seen, smelt and masturbated on her thin vests which had a floral pattern, and bras which revealed to me that my mother’s humongous fun balls are in fact 38dd, and of course her panties which she wears all the time- all her panties are dark and shady in color and they smell like heaven.
Everyday, I take bath after my mother so that I can use her wonderfully fragrant panties lying under her clothes in the bathroom.
I didn’t know when it started and my mother became my sex object. The very sight of her gave men their hardest erections.
Rani, as she was called by everyone, was not much educated. She had full proportioned boobs and them so tight and was almost immune to sag even at the age of 52.
As a housewife, she cleans up the home giving me enough opportunity to look at her motherly twin treasures, and she also likes to keep it spick and span.