It was her 11 year old maid. I asked her is aunty home. She looked like my aunty. I was guided to a living room. It was small and comfortable with eve...ything in order and long couch. While getting comfortable on the couch I started getting ideas. After all I had watched enough porn movies by now.A little later she came in the room wearing a nighty. Bengali housewives like wearing loose relaxing clothes in the afternoon, she had left her hair open they were long, the nighty was sleeveless too, I. “That’s true, but let’s hear what the other gentlemen are saying,” Grandpa said.“I’m willing to add ten to my initial offer,” one of the men said.“Twenty,” the other said.“I raise you’ll by thirty,” the oldest one said.This triggered arguments among them which went on for fifteen minutes.Finally, the oldest man won the bid by raising his offer by forty.After sealing the deal, he came to Brooke and said: “I hope you’ll make me as happy as your mother did. Make your mother proud.”When the other. It was 6AM when my mental clock went off the next morning. The sun rose early so it was fairly bright, even that early in the morning. I checked the watch I had clipped to the waist band of my running pants. It was 6;10 and already hot. I figured it was time to start running in shorts. That one hour made a lot of difference, Unfortunately I didn't have any shorts, so I ran till I was covered with sweat, big time. It was a little after 7AM, when I opened the door to the suite.I had the cereal in. Sue had acquired a taste for cum years ago.Tommy wanted to thrust his hips up at his mother in the worst way, but he sat still, letting her take the lead.Sue wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and held it tight as she pulled her head back and stuck out her tongue, flicking the tip. She looked up at her son who was still staring wide-eyed at her. Then she closed her eyes and put her mouth over the head of his penis. Her hand moved up and down several times rapidly. That was all it.