Pulling my pants and underwear down she grabbed my organ and plunged it down her gullet. Like mother, like daughter I thought. I was enjoying her ora... attention too much, so I lowered myself to my knees and started another long French kiss with her. Pushing her backwards she lay on her back on the carpet as our kiss never broke as she reached down and un-buttoned her pants. I broke the kiss just long enough to sit up and pull her pants and panties off then laid back down on her and continued. I pulled my trousers down and looked curiously at this sexy Punjabi model and her surroundings. A few seconds later, her doorbell rang. Rabia got up from the chair and placed a table fan on the floor near her computer table. She then pressed a button on the monitor, perhaps to turn off the display.I was watching Rabia as she walked towards the door and held the doorknob. Before opening the door, she turned on the table fan by pressing a button on the electric board.Rabia opened the door and. "See you for a moment?" she said, stepping into her room and poking me on the chest. I followed and she closed the door, reached up on her toes and put her mouth on mine. I closed my arms around her, and we enjoyed the feel of each other for a bit. "Bout my daughter," the woman said, when her mouth was free. She sat on the side of her high bed and spread her legs, hoisting up her voluminous skirt. I stepped between her knees, unbuttoned my foreflap, brought forth my swelling member and went to. I quickly obeyed his command, which was followed by "get on your stomach!" These words sent a chill through me as I eagerly complied.. He then pulled out a small bag from the nighstand that contained some massage oil, and lube. He sat on the bed beside me, and applied some oil to my back and ass cheeks. He started at my shoulders with those wonderful strong hands, and steadily worked his way down to my cheeks where he took both of them in his firm grip, and kneaded them with care and great.