As days passed I was attracted to my mom and started to look at the beauty in her. Her name is Revathi Subramanium. As the name sounds beautiful she l...oks beautiful and gorgeous. She is 5.6 inches height, fair in color and hair up to her butts and its color is black. She has a figure of 36dd-32-36. I hope you can imagine her.As I was attracted to her I started to spend more time with her. I use to help her in the kitchen work on weekends so that I can move close to her. When ever my mom is. The moisture in the air was dampening her hair and causing her night slip to cling to her body.The soft dirt felt nice under her feet; her toes squished against the soil getting caught in between each toe. With every step, she pressed a little harder down enjoying feeling so close with the earth.Her damp hair was getting hot against her neck, she lifted her hands to her neck to gently lift her sticky hair off her body but her now filthy hands smeared dirt against her shoulders and neck.Usually,. But Paul changed that on Tuesday of the second week.He had already decided to save her maidenhead for a very special and lengthy session. Now, he wanted to humiliate her spirit more than anything else. He found the ideal way to do it.When he took her for her fourth walk down the hall to the carpeted exercise room, she was startled to see that another girl was there, standing along the wall at the far side of the room."Front and center, Betty!" Paul commanded, and the brunette moved quickly to. As she was riding me, I would reach up to squeeze and shake her tits while pulling on her nipples. This brought soft moans of pleasure from her. I ran my hands up and down her sides, over her legs and down to her feet. I started talking to her as she ground her pussy on me. “Oh Tabitha, you are so good”, “Rub your pretty pink pussy on my dick”, “Ride me baby, ride me hard”, “I love your sexy body”, “Give me more”. She worked herself up to a healthy orgasm as she arched her back while.