Wo pink bra pehne hui thi. Maine use uthaya aur kichen ki patti par bitha diya. Aur uski gardan par kiss karne laga..she stoped me and started walking...towards her bedroom. Main uske peeche peeche chalne laga. Wo bed par jaa kar let gai.main uske paas baith gaya aur uske gale ko chumne laga.Maine uski bra utar di or boobs choosne laga. Main dheere dheere neeche jaane laga. Maine uski skirt upar kari usne pink panties pehni hui thi. Jo kaafi geeli ho chuki thi. Maine apna haath uski pussy par. He invited me and I went, hoping to get lucky. I had no luck, though, although I mixed with enthusiasm and talked with several women. Then Steve appeared with two women, a young attractive one with long black hair and eager blue eyes, and a tall mousey blond who could have been old enough to be her mother. Steve introduced me to them, but that morning my hung-over brain couldn’t remember their names.The four of us ended up in Steve’s one-bedroom apartment to continue the party. I remembered. I was exhausted. Even he was tired he slept beside me. I hugged him my bare chest rubbing to his bare. His dick started to rise again. It was between my thighs. He was moving his hand all over my body. I kissed him on his forehead.He gripped me on his shoulder and took me over him. “He asked me is this wrong??I am cheating my own son.”His words and acting were not in sync. His hands were moving on my thighs. I rolled my fingers into his hair and kissed him and said “I love u Mamayya. Usne mujhe ek form diya aur kaha ‘aap pehle relax ho jaiye, aur ise fill kar lijiye. Doctor thodi der me aa jaenge’ aur fir mere liye coffee le aaya. Us form ki details badi ajeeb thi, jaise, aapne kabhi sex kiya hai? kya aap masturbate karte hai, agar haan to kis cheez ka istemaal karte hai haath ya sabzi ya kuch aur? Breast size, figure, etc. wo ladka lagataar meri taraf dekhe jar aha tha, main aur bhi ajeeb mehsoos karne lagi. Wo aage jhuka aur mere form ka padhne laga. Jab maine form bahr.