Let mother feel it on her hot,gloved hands!"My hands, no, mother's hands, feverishly drew up the taffeta skirts ofmy gown and then pulled out the puls...ting centre of my wild passionsfrom underneath the satin corset, exposing it to the cool, evening air.It wasn't really my hands but mother's hands that ripped the thin latexsheath off the trembling length of engorged flesh and it was mother's,not my, hands that moved so gently over the sensitive glans to send meinto a wild, utterly encompassing. She started responding to it and we smooched for 10-15 minutes. Then I started pressing her boobs over her dress.While still kissing, I carried her to my bedroom. I turned on the AC and put it at 26 C. I was pressing and playing with her boobs first. Then I slowly inserted my hand inside her chudidhar and felt her nipples under her bra. I was playing with her nipples and pinching them, she was moaning.We started kissing again and then I slowly started lifting her chudi. She cooperated and I. Then after 6 days its the day for water pour (manjal neeratu vila ) again i was preparing for that and we friends usually go to the terrace and them pour water on each other, this time i was having a mug of water waiting behind the tree for my friend to come that side , i saw someone was coming suddenly i came outta nowhere and poured the water on a beautiful lady who was with a travel bag, she was full wet i couldnt take of my eyes at her wet assetsI was really shocked to find that she is not. I’m going to fuck your tight little ass.”She whimpered a little. Biting her lower lip slightly. I slowly pulled back, letting my cock slid out of her. Feeling the cold air on the wet skin of my throbbing dick. Then I pushed back in. She gasped, breathing heavy. “Go easy” she told me. “It hurts.”Something about that turned me on even more. I continued pushing in and out of her. Her tight little ass feeling so good. “Ah! Oh God!” She cried. She looked back at me. Not smiling this time. A tear ran.