I massaged her for 10 minutes then she asked me to apply balm on her legs. I said ” OK amma, I have to lift her saree slightly upwards for applying ...alm.I say near her feet and lifted her saree and petticoat till her joints. I never gave any special attention to her legs, to which I can say that I missed that till now. She had such a sexy legs. My penis was fully erect already and I was dying to masturbate as I couldn’t get my dick in mom’s pussy yet. However I took control and massaged her. Well by the end of the meal she was obviously drunk and I started to get some devious thoughts. Just down the road was a large park, which I knew was a notorious dogging spot. We drove down the dark lane to the park, and as we pulled into the car park I spotted several parked cars. My drunk girlfriend asked where are we? I said perhaps we can have some naughty fun as it was my birthday. Well she surprised me totally when she reached down and pulled my cock out and started playing with it. Wow I. Her parents never opposed to it either. She offered me a lift home casually. I was happy because it helped me reach home faster even though it was just 500-700m away.I climbed on to the back seat and she started riding. That day she was wearing a black salwar kameez without any shawl. She was looking smoking hot and me sitting behind, I could see her full of sweat and her dress hugging on to her body. Her bra straps were protruding out. I felt licking and sucking the sweat out of her dress. Pete and the eight other kids took out the straw from Brady's hand."Looks like I am going to be telling my story first!" cried the boy, who had the longest straw.The boy wore a Dan Dare costume."So you are going to tell your story first. But remember to tell it and tell it well!!" advised Brady.Brady and the rest of them went and sat down with the others. The boy began telling his story and Charles, like everyone else, began to listen and let his imagination run wild.Ivy and the girls were.