“Are you sure?” he asked. “We could have been watching a movie…”“No,” Lauren replied. “I heard you both very clearly, when you both be...an to…when you…” Dammit, she really wanted to get this out…“When we came?” he asked, and she nodded. “Is that a problem for you?” he asked, “Me fucking your mother? I’ve been doing it for years, since long before you came along, since even before she got married, since…well, since just after her mom died.” Lauren was surprised by his complete candor about it,. As she set the nearly empty bottle down, she caught her foot on the carpet and fell into Natalie’s lap. Em could feel her hardness and moaned softly. “One minute to change and we’re out of here,” Em remarked as she hopped up slipped into her bedroom. She returned almost exactly a minute later in a pair of loose fitting short shorts and a button-down that barely contained her chest. No panties, no bra. She downed her second glass as she encouraged Natalie to finish the bottle. With that, she. Hmm…this thing your wearing is getting messy with oil” I replied” it’s okay Rama, continue your massage, I’ll change later with a clean bra” there was a silence in the room, I told it so weirdly, he then picked my oiled hair as a bunch and put it in front, he started to press hard in pulse all around my back for about 5 minutes continuously, he seemed to not press on the regions covered by my bra.His thumb started to press up horizontally from my neck region right up to my lehenga, he kept on. I could feel him shift his hips and reach with one hand to scratch behind my ears. My favorite spot if I did not mention it yet. My tongue works up and down his hard member. More and more of his saltiness coating my tongue with every new lick. “Good girl”, he moans. I respond with my soft whimper. His hips start to rise up and down to match my licks. I was so desperate it only made me lick faster. “Good girl, oh good girl”, he mumbles now. I knew he was about to give me the salty indulgence..