‘As I was saying, those nipples are really something, aren’t they. They look so hard, I bet they almost hurt. Maybe she would like it if you gave ...hem a quick caress?’ Simon’s words, directed at the young man with one last gentle nudge on the mental link was all it took. He raised one hand and slowly brought it up to her chest, thumb and forefinger extending out. As his hand came up, her eyes widened and she inhaled deeply, pushing her chest out with the slightest whisper of a whimper slipping. I saw my mother wiping something where my dad had inserted , (swear didn’t know where he had inserted) from the edge of her saree & she wriggled inside into the mosquito net. I started cursing my dad , pitying my mom , how she could bear his weight who was very well built, broad chest, with good height and aged about 33 yrs & my mom being about 5 yrs junior to him.The same action was continuing about twice a week for several months & i was surprised that my mom never used to scold him during. I distracted myself for a moment, and felt her go crazy, her whole body shaking and writhing. It was tought not to cum myself, but I found that soon I could plow, hard as ever, straight up into her tiny pussy. She cried out, the combination of excuisite female pleasure with a cum coating making my head spin. She slowed down a little, but as I leaned down and pushed all the way in, she came again, almost as loudly, with long high moans. It was too much and soon I had to pull out. ‘Oh, sir,’ she. My ears became sharp as the noise of the wedding reception receded. Then I heard something."Huh! Huh! Huh!"It was coming from a gazebo not far away. I hadn't noticed it in the dark, as it was unlit. My eyes had become accustomed to the dark and I could see that the structure had lighting, I could see a light fitting in the ceiling, but someone had turned the lights off.I crept up on the gazebo and peered inside."Huh! Huh! Huh!"It was gloomy inside the gazebo but I could see well enough now that.