But when he thinks he can get away with it he will tell me how hot I am or he will brush against me touching my ass.I guess I kind of encourage him be...ause I don't object and just smile at him.Anyway,I was on a trip and he was there.One night we were at a restaurant that had music so after dinner he asked me to dance.It was a slow dance.He held me tight like he was trying to feel my tits.I decided to play along and was grinding my body against his as discreetly as possible.He responded by. She asked me to accompany me to some bush which some what far from motel, so that no could see her peeing. I happily accepted and went with her. She went inside a bush and started peeing. I can hear the sound of peeing. I was waiting outside and felt like peeing too and I started peeing by standing outside itself.Suddenly she came out of the bush after peeing and she was watching me peeing, I was peeing right in front of her but I didn’t notice her. After peeing I was just rubbing my penis. His haunches weren't moving now but it didn't matter. That wonderful, big cock-ball was filling her, stretching her, still pulsing within her. It went on and on.Her father was good but he'd never been able to keep her filled, fucked the way Pal was doing. And never for so long. His hairy chest pressed heavily on her lower back, moving with his laboured breathing while his deeply buried, big dog cock kept titillating her sensitive inner flesh and she savoured the lewd ecstasy of every. Whatever it was, she was definitely too drunk to notice anything or to have reacted deliberately to her son’s touch, I thought.Encouraged, I could see Nikhil’s hands were going around in bigger circles. But still it seemed harmless, as it does tend to happen like this during slow dancing.Slowly I noticed the distance between Jyoti and Nikhil was shortening, till she was completely reclining on him. Perhaps she isn’t able to stand on her feet at all and needed her son’s complete body support..