Punjabi mom part-3

"Look, Guru Look." Reshma said and turned herself once in front of him.

"I see nothing new."

"Khotaya ...look at my belly." She pointed to the extra roundness of her
belly.

It was dawned to Guru that he made his mom Reshma pregnant. Her body
had blossomed and the weight she had gained had filled her out in all the
right places. Her ass had a smooth roundness and her breasts had increased
at least a cup size to a nice full C. The most distinctive change had been
in her face, where the added flesh had softened her features. Like all
women carrying a c***d her skin glowed with health, and Guru thought she
had gone from pretty to hot as hell, despite the obvious swell of pregnancy
in her belly.

"O Ma...I am so happy."

"Tell me honestly, Guru, do you think I'm beautiful?" Reshma asked

Guru chuckled, "I've always thought you were the hottest female on
earth."

"OK," said she giggling, "Now compared to before I was pregnant."

"No question," he said, "you're twice as beautiful.

He took her in his arms and kissed her fervertly. That was a high point
in their romance and none of them was feeling ashamed. What about Satpal
and the rest of the village. There was not much problem. Everyone took
the up coming baby as the baby of Satpal. Nobody had slightest idea that
it is the work of her son Guru.