Come when you’re ready,” she says heading out the door. “We should probably talk.”Ray lays there and covers his face with his hands. Oh fuck! ...hat the fuck have I done? A few minutes later, a somewhat numb and distraught Ray enters the kitchen and sits down at the table. “Yesenia, how could you do this? You let me fuck you, cum in you while the whole time making me believe it was my daughter.”“Do you want cream and sugar, Ray?” Yesenia asks, bringing him a cup of coffee.“What?” he asks caught. Here we go and I was getting bored and suddenly decided to hit out of town to kill some time. I packed my bags and went up straight to railway station without even getting a reservation done. I thought I am not going for any important work so why not go with a general ticket and I boarded the coach and do I need to mention how general coaches of Indian Railways usually look like? I was looking for a seat. Somewhere, at the back of my mind, I was praying, like every other guy, to get a seat near. I turned her around and guided her so that she was pressed forward against the palm tree. I quickly pulled her bikini bottoms to one side and slid a finger between her pussy lips feeling her juices running freely. ‘You are ready for this aren’t you?” I teased. “Uh huh. Mel responded. “Please fuck me! I need it now!’ she moaned pushing her ass back toward me. I withdrew my finger and pressed my cock against her. I thrust inside in one movement, feeling the tightness of her pussy gripping my. But her best feature was her legs, they were long, slender and shapely and I had a momentary fantasy of them wrapped around me. Forcing those sorts of thoughts from my mind I looked at my mother's face."Uh, yes," I finally answered her, "I would fancy you, a lot." I see." She smiled, and then went on, "Enough to date an old woman like me?"I was totally confused, something told me that this conversation was going somewhere, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out where. Still, I decided to.