The tip of his cock was her next target and he was soon in heaven. Her up and down sucking had him groaning in excitement. He knew that if he didn’t...stop her soon, she would have drained him before he’d even entered her. As if reading his mind, she straddled his body, facing him, and lowered herself onto his cock. Her movements were slow and seductive. When he tried to speed things up, she smiled, leaned down and captured his lips again, at the same time stopping him from rushing things.. She was shocked terribly and lost her senses for a minute. When she regained the senses she saw her mother with her saree raised up till her hips and her blue panty down till her foot.Her mother was holding that saree at her hips. Her mother had her hairs opened up and her front hair falling on her eyes made her look beautiful with sindhur and red bindi on her forehead she looked stunningly beautiful wild homely Indian lady.She found her mother moving front and back and thought that Mom is in. She felt a rush of guilt right after saying that. But she bit herself to take control of her body. She felt confidence building up in her, her body language changed, she was more relaxed now. Her body sat deep into the sofa. Her legs were spreading more.The sudden change of my mom’s body language gave me a fine visual of her brown wet latte pussy! And the moaning in the background made me go wild.Me: That’s good, mom! I like the way you are now, more relaxed and chilled out! That’s good, and I. There was absolutely no friction between my ass and his glossy table from my pouring exitement, and I would slide freely in circular movements. His head remained in me and he used my entire body to roll my extended and wanting pussy about his cock. I was ecstatic with this technique and about to cum when he pushed me forward and his cock came out. “NO!! Don’t tease me,” I begged to the point of tears. He grabbed my hands that I kept on the side of the table for stability in our frictionless.