I booked a ticket.Exactly a month after returning from Russia, I was back to Russia. According to my parents, I was at a hill station with my friends. I landed in St. Petersburg. It was 10 pm. I took a cab and headed straight to Brunda’s restaurant.It was a Wednesday- a weekday and hence the restaurant wasn’t open till late. I reached there @10’45pm. I thought of pulling my Brunda’s leg. I bought an artificial wig and mustache and knocked on the restaurant door.A young guy told me from inside that the restaurant is shut. I pleaded to him, speaking in an American accent.Fed up, he called the manager- Brunda. She came up. The door was still locked. Looking at her after a month made me go speechless. I just couldn’t take my eyes off her. Brunda shouted at me from inside saying the restaurant is shut.I kept staring at her and knocking at the door. She opened the door to shoo me away. I immediately took off my wig and moustache. Brunda’s mouth fell! She screamed in excitement and. Looking up at his mother standing above him, her turgid nipplesjutting out from her huge dark areola not a foot from his face hewas even more surprised when Norma raised one of her legs and placedher high heel softly on his thigh, her long, full leg right in frontof his face."You never did get a chance to feel my legs last night did you? Ithink you said you wanted to, but you fell asleep first, huh? Well- why don't you do it now, if you want to. Go ahead, feel up myleg," Norma croaked, her voice cracking from her own arousal asshe looked down at her son's twitching prick.Bobby stared at the nylon sheathed leg right in front of him andsaid, "Are you sure it's OK, mom? You won't mind? Really?" No, Bobby, I don't mind. I know that's what you want to do. AndI want you to do it. Go on, feel my leg, son."Bobby reached up with his left hand and hesitantly cupped the backof his mother's large calf in his palm and began to slowly squeezeit. Then he started to run his hand up and down the back.
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