Occasionally he would buy me clothes, which would always come in the mail from some online shop or other. And frequently, at least once a week (and ev...ry time after he had sent me a ‘gift’ of clothes) her would demand I come over to his place so he could "show his appreciation of me”.But as much as this felt like they had established themselves, I was also aware of slow changes. My crossdressing wardrobe, which up to now had been orientated to being more ‘cute’ and ‘pretty’ started to look more. He looked at me, slightly shocked, slightly confused, as though he hadn't heard me correctly. I looked at him, held his gaze & again stated that I found him very attractive and how horny I was, I explained about our (mine and Hubbies) cuckold game, I suggested that we could go over to a big department store where there were toilets that we could use, he agreed. We went in & headed for the f....y toilets, there was no one about, so we went in, and without a word we hungrily started kissing. This story is about my mom. Her name is Shyama, she is a perfect mallu woman. She is 47 years old, curly hairs till waist, not much fatty, she is 36-34-38. She has been in Mumbai for a long time but her mallu accent is still there. When she walks I notice every one finds to have a look of her, she is not that fair but not that darker too. She is a very spiritual lady, u can identify it with her chandan ka tilak which she always put.Coming to the story, we are kind settled in Mumbai and my dad. And different things while you two lick each others pussys!.Sounds wonderfull Donny! we ajourned to the bedroom and Mom Gram and me started making out.Mom was sucking grams tits and gram and I were french kissing she had the softest tongue and we drooled saliva into each other mouth.Do you like that Donny she asked? Yes Em you taste great.with that she stopped for a few seconds and worked up a whole mouthfull of her spit and dropped it into my waiting mouth and we snowballed it back and.