People were staring at us as we (especially mom) were in western outfits. Many people glazed their eyes on my mom when she lit one cigarette and puffe... it up. But we did not care. We walked around, had some coconut water on the way and went to the medicine shops. I, together with the man in the shop was shocked when mom asked for condoms. I could easily see that the shopkeeper's hand was trembling while delivering the packets of condoms to her. This was my first time to see her buying condoms;. Her voice response went up several decibels as she tried to capture the feathers between her legs to no avail. Her ankles were firmly tied apart. He moved to her shapely, slightly convex belly rotating the feathers in the hollows between her hip bones and her pubic mound. I think he knew that she couldn't take much of that and moved the feathers to her breasts where he painted each square millimeter with the softest strokes imaginable.In addition to the spectators' one-eyed monsters standing at. I began to kiss and suck at her neck, soliciting nothing worse than more seductive moans. I reached around to gently rub her pussy through the thin fabric of her leggings. The only reaction this received was a slight dampening between her legs. With my other hand, I began to fondle one of her ample breasts. Once again, it warranted no worse a reaction than this cock-hardening coo. It seemed I could continue to push this indefinitely, and we simply stood there, grinding against one another,. When she left I pondered again that something felt amiss but I couldn’t really point it out. I went back to work. At seven Michelle reminded me and I hurried off to home. I showered and put on casual jeans and a white shirt. I took the gift bag and drove off to Neil’s place. It was a full floor flat in one of the modern apartments at the other side of the town. The parking lot was full when I reached. I should have known. I groaned. Neil had a full party going on. How typical was that? I went.