Mom: Okay. But after that, you have to study.Me: OK mom.She came near me and grabbed my cock. My cock raised up and she started to stroke the cock. I ...lowly removed her saree pallu and started to press her boobs over the blouse.She asked, “What are you doing, Chinnu? You are pressing your own mother’s boobs?”. I replied, “If I press your boobs, then I can cum quickly, mom. That’s why I am pressing”.She said, ok.I unhooked her blouse and bra and started pressing her boobs slowly. Wow, they were. Without the bonfire that must have been twenty feet high to dance around it would have been impossible to enjoy the celebration.Beside her she felt rather than saw Sandrine moving in time to the drums and the flutes. She felt her own body begin to absorb the rhythm, the tones, that seemed to enter her everywhere and touch places she did not expect.This was nothing like the similar dances she and Gérard had observed on the islands they’d visited with Captain Beauchamp aboard Black Weasel. Then. We,d hit it off so well that Sarah had already changed into a white blouse with a light sweater ver and another even shorter my ni skirt, black thigh length boots completed the effect. One we,d eaten our pop corn and finished our soft drinks it was back to passionate snogging with tongues, my fingers finding she,d worn no bra so it was a simple matter of unbuttoning her blouse to release her big titties and fondling them under the sweater. Eventually we noticed as no,one was very near us. I was aware that people were going around outside my room and at that moment I was very glad that I had locked my door, and if my roommate was to come back I knew she would call. So, I tested the waters and slid my fingers down into my pants, teasing right above my black and gold lace panties. I just stared out at the screen, reading away and biting my lip in an attempt to contain my whimpers. I was practically pleading with myself to slide my hand lower but I didn't want to make this go very.