While we were dancing to a slow number, mom’s breasts were rubbing against my chest. Wow, I thought to myself, I could even feel her nipples throug... the thin material of her blouse. Needless to say that’s not the only thing I could feel. My prick became a steel rod in no time flat. Realizing that mom could possibly feel it too, I started to back away. Oddly, mom would have none of that. She placed both hands on my butt and drew me to herself. “Where do you think you’re going mister,” as she. To his surprise, he felt a squeeze in return, and a glint in her eye, that was both interesting, and highly suggestive. He had to admit to himself, that he was intrigued, and that he had begun to find her extremely attractive. She had made his pulse race faster than it should on a first acquaintance. She was, a nice looking girl, not pretty necessarily, but interesting was the way he would describe her. In particular when she smiled her whole face lit up.He sensed by the occasional withering. He looked up as she entered the kitchen. He took in her red face and her straggly damp hair, her slim calves and bare feet, and realised afresh how beautiful she was, and how appealing in her dishevelled state. He shook himself mentally.“Let’s go into the living room,” he said. “Easier on your feet.”He offered her a mug of tea and led her to that room, where he sat in an armchair and she took the sofa. She sipped the hot liquid and smiled shyly at him.“Thank you,” she said. “I feel much better. Since i had masturbated only a few minutes back, i was not getting that sexual elation. Neeta seemed to know it. She unhooked her bra and pulled me over her boobs. She rested my cheeks over her boobs. My nose and lips were having a treat of her heavenly body. I nuzzled on her boobs. I still could not get excited. Neeta then made me stand up. She sat down and delicately removed my trousers. After i stepped out of my trousers, she inserted her palm from the side of my knickers and fondled my dick.