Ravi was the first to break the non-verbal arena of pleasuring sounds. “Mom, oh Mom, Oh God, you feel so good Mom.I love you! Mmmmm Mom take it, tak... it all” and with that he thrust his hips forward and began to grind his pelvic against Mom’s pussy lips. Aravind watched as his son Ravi fucking his own mommy and Mallika also reciprocating the act as a volunteer. “Yes yes, Ravi, that’s it, faster and harder. You know what Mommy likes baby, give it to me honey, fuck me baby, take me, make me yours. Sam had probably done that when she made breakfast in bed for us earlier in the weekend. I smirked at the realization that my clothes had been not worn in more than 2 days. Eagerly, I put them on, not wishing to be discovered naked on the stairs...God only knew who might walk in: her husband (God forbid), a nanny, butler, cleaning lady...the list goes on. I still wondered where she might have disappeared to, as I continued down the steps, walking through the foyer and into the kitchen.This was. I told him ‘you asshole you’re going to get red toenail polish all over the bed. He shocked me. He picked up the bottle and started painting them while he rubbed my feet. It reminded me of my favorite scene in kubrick’s l****a when the older man expertly painted her toes. Holy shit did I want to suck his dick. He told me to be very still until the polish dried. He began kissing and licking up my legs. Like an expert he worked me out of that t-shirt. Unlike the quarterback who squeezed. On the dot of half past eleven she pressed the doorbell. Kristian answered it."Come in, Libby my dear. It's very good to see you and you're certainly looking well. Portuguese sun obviously agrees with you."He led her into a large, airy room with big comfortable chairs, and a bureau with a glass fronted cupboard above it full of an exquisite china tea set. Also, inevitably, there was a beautiful looking grand piano. Libby immediately had the urge to try it but curbed her impatience.Timermat's.