I leanedover and gave him a little kiss on the cheek."I told mom about what we have been doing." I was astonished. I feltbetrayed. How could he do thi... to me? I wanted to get up and leave, gohome and never wear a dress again.I took a deep breath. "What did she say? Was she mad?" I fairly scowled."Why don't you ask her yourself?" I think you look gorgeous." I heard from the woman at the next tablewhose back was to us all this time.She turned and I saw it was mom. I was embarrassed that Bob would. Frowning uncertainly, she did as I asked, “A little higher. I’ll need space.”She wriggled back, lying with her wet black hair spread fan-like around her wonderful face. Sitting half turned towards her, I could happily absorb the rest of her enticing body. I leaned my face close to hers, and while one hand cupped one divine breast, kissed her gently before saying, “You don’t mind me touching you?”“Stupid question.”I laughed, but added, “With my lips?” And immediately covered her left nipple with. So the question everyone is asking, what happened after I took this photo, I went online to hunt for men looking for a fuck, is my answer. The trick was I went to an internet cafe and sat down between a respectable looking business man and a boy with thick glasses, so you can imagine my difficulty in seeking horny men. As it was raining I had a black raincoat over what I was wearing in the photo. I wanted to touch myself as I was really looking for action and I knew I was so fucking wet, thank. Uska bed kafi naram aur araamdeh tha. Usne muze dhakka de kar bed par leta diya aur meri pant utarne lagi. Ab mai underwear par tha. Wo uparse hi mere lund ko chumne lagi. Maine lete lete apni shirt bhi utar di. Ab wo mere lund ko sehla rahi thi aur ekdumse usne meri underwear utar di. Ab wo mera 7” ka lauda apne mu me lekar hilane lagi. Wo mera lund jor jor se chus rahi thi. Bahut maza aa raha tha. Bahut der tak wo mere lund ke saath khel rahi thi. Aaaahhh…. mai satve aasman pe tha.Ab maine.