I looked at her and she winked at me. She had come all set for this i thought. She held my dick in her palms, and said – “sir nice and hot and har...”. I said yes baby, its yours. She knelt down and started removing my underwear slowly and was moving her tongue along with as i was doing to her. I was playing with her nice silky hair on the head and she was giving me shocks. Finally my dick pops out and without any delay it is inbetween her lips, moist and sucking. I am sure this was not her first. While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man can only stare ahead, dumb struck. As they walk into the house, she says casually, “It’s not much, but I call it home. Please sit down.”“Would you like a drink?”“No! No thank you,” the man blurts out, still dazed. “I can’t take another drop of coconut juice.”“Oh, it’s not coconut juice,” winks the woman. “I have a still. How would you like a Tropical Spritz?”Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts, and. He then got in and sat down. "See plenty of room. Here mum sit next to me." I tried to sit next to my son. I could sit in the seat, but the door wouldn't close. Now, I am not a big woman. I stand about five feet tall and I only weight hundred pounds. It was my son taking up all the room. He was already over six feet tall and weighed around two hundred pounds. "It's not me that's taking up all of the room, it's you. This isn't going to work. Tell you what, leave the TV and when we come to visit. I asked her if she wanted the product home delivered or if she would be coming to collect it, to which her reply really surprised me, she asked me if I could come personally to deliver it to her as she wanted to really show her appreciation for the trouble I went to. For sure I wasn’t about to turn down that offer and said I would be more than happy to. She quickly sent in her address to where she stays which was at Marathahalli. So that day we just spoke again the full day.The next day arrived.