With her hands chained to her waist, she had no way of breaking her descent. Soon, she was prone, her legs dangling down, slightly spread as she gazed...blindly towards the ceiling.“Help me with her.”She felt herself being rearranged, a second presence joining in, so that she lay flat on her back, the padding of the table cradling her comfortably, her heart beating against her ribs as her legs were spread wide and the chains she’d placed clasped in place were used to secure her ankles to opposite. They, too, started to finger themselves. They were having a virtual sex session.I grabbed the pockets on my mom’s nighty sides and tore away the back portion, exposing her ass and pussy as her panty was already down. The torn cloth was hanging off. I kneeled down and started to fiercely lick my mom’s pussy. I was literally tongue fucking her. My mom was about to climax.Mom (Viji): Oh, I’m cumming!She squirted all over my face. Her legs started to shake and tremble due to the intensity. With a. I said I should leave to catch the train. But she called up her friend to get her flat for the night and asked me that she wasn’t going back to the hostel. I’m booked for the night. How can I say no when the blowjob had not finished yet?She deliberately did that, to keep me horny for the whole night. It started to rain. We got drenched while waiting for a cab. Her dress clung to her body which showed her curves clearly. She looked back when I was looking hungrily at her ass and smiled.. On my next visit, I went to his queue as usual, and as we chatted he quietly asked if I was gay.. My cheeks turned scarlet and I stammered "n...n...n..no," He smiled, and apologised for asking.. As he scanned the next few items, I brushed my hand against his,and said with A smile "but I am bi"I'm never normally wrong, he said, would you like to meet up for a drink sometime? I blushed again, asked for a pen and wrote my number down...and signed it off with two kisses...how gay had I already.