.My mom is one of those typical Indian women who always d****d themselves in the traditional saree and there is nothing better an Indian woman can wea....My mom was the average kind of woman..not too fat but not on the skinny side either.Her breasts were of 38D nice wide hips and long legs.Her wheatish skin was always a complement to her beauty along with her shoulder length straight black hair.She always wore that low cut blouses revealing her smooth skin at her back and her sarees were worn so. I asked her what she want to shop she said she wants to buy some undergarments and asked me to help her to select a few. We both went to a shop and buyed some hot undergarments for her, I was imagining her in those. She had a sexy body after shopping we decided to go to Worli sea face and we took a Taxi. We both were almost wet I was just looking for an opportunity to grab her sexy body. I decided to move my hand over her arms and took her close to me. I then slowly grabber her boobs and. When mom would rub that, it’s kind of like when you rub yourself. That’s the only spot that provides pleasure. When a man and a woman have sex, the woman rubs that with her vagina. Well, she rubs all of it, but that’s the part that makes him squirt.” “Ooh, I’d love to see that.” “You will, sweetie, one day.” “I ache so badly, daddy, you have no idea how much I ache. I think there’s something wrong with me.” “No, there’s nothing wrong with you.” “I have to touch myself,” she said, her hand. I love the sound that she let loose at that moment, a sound that was both a relief and an anticipation of much more to come. I could feel that she was so excited, and for me there can be nothing more exciting than to sense a woman’s excitement. She was very relaxed with her noises and I could hear the a****l enthusiasm rising from deep within her until, finally, her orgasm came, as I knew it would, loudly and with her fingers digging deep into my arms. For a few moments I kept quiet, feeling.