Kamala: This thopple was the connection between you and me, when you were born son.Somesh started to kiss her stomach and lick her navel. But as he di... so, he heard his mom’s breaths go harder.Somesh: Amma, why are you breathing hard?Kamala: Because, the more you touch me there, I feel good. When women feel good they breathe harder.Then Kamala removed the hooks of her blouse and removed her blouse.As she removed her blouse, Somesh was amazed to look at her hairy armpits.Somesh: I never thought. My plans were a bit exotic, and required some timing, but I was more than excited by the whole concept. Supper went into the oven shortly before he was due home and the timer set, our oven timer is one of those very loud rude ones, we found that anything else resulted in content bodies, but burned suppers more than once. I was ready, really ready for this evening.He came in the door to find me dressed up, black silk dress, heels, my hair up, makeup and jewellery as though we were going out. It has a vibrating egg that goes in your pussy and it's molded on the outside to cup your clit. It feels really good. I figured if it got to be too much, I could always take it off in the car. I slipped the control in my back pocket and wore my blouse over it.We arrived, and there was quite a crowd there. We partied for quite a while, and the crowd started thinning out. They were drinking beer and the girls were drinking shooters. I didn't know they were making mine with good old s. Carolina. I closed my eyes and sighed out aloud. He wasted no time in caressing my pussy lips and applied pressure with his middle finger in an attempt to insert. I parted my thighs wider involuntarily enjoying the tickling sensation as a result of his fingers playing on, in and around and all over my navel. He inserted his finger inside my now totally moist pussy and it went in completely. He rocked it in and out slowly while applying pressure on my clit using his thumb. I jerked a bit. He took his.