"What should we watch?" He asked."Oh, I don't know. I guess maybe a video," she said almost timidly. This was a foreign world that they were entering ...nd neither of them knew exactly what to expect.Scott clicked on the video bar, selected the most recent one and waited several minutes for it to download. There was an awkward silence as they waited. He realized that their dial-up service would have to be replaced with broadband or DSL if this venture were to be pursued.Finally, the screen filled. We had our dinner, locked the doors and was chatting while chatting I asked herMe: Mom, I want to see my birthplace momMom: You were born in the nearby hospital Rahul. I will take you tomorrow.Me: Not that birthplace mom.Mom: Then which place?Me: I mean mom, birthplace means birth hole, from which you pushed me out.She was shocked and in anger and asked.Mom: Are you mad Rahul? I am your mom, how dare you ask me this?Me: Just one-time mom, I like to see it. I pleaded her.Mom: (in advising. It only made me hornier. I knew to wear a skirt. He told me to take off my panties and put it in my purse. I did what he said while he was driving he kept looking at me with ALOT of sexual tension. He would reach his arm over to squeeze my legs and rub on them softly. I was tingling. He found a spot he pulled his seat back slightly he told me he wanted to look at me. I could see his cock print in his pants. He told me to pull up my shirt right there so he could see my Big tits. In this. If I chose to pull him off it would cause a ruckus and the other band members would soon be aware and they may come to his assistance and I could never predict what the outcome could be. That only left one option which was to let it continue but then the question was do I slowly close the door and pretend that nothing had happened or do I just stand there. I decided to stay so moved into the room away from the doorway. This meant that I was now directly behind them.I could now see where his.