”What if I got his permission?” He said.Sumathi let out a suprised giggle.”Your father’s permission?” She asked.”Yeah, what if dad agreed ...o let me get you pregnant?” He asked.”Good luck.” She laughed.”No seriously. What if dad said it was okay?” He asked.”You would seriously have the guts to ask your father to get me pregnant?” She said.”What if he agreed to it?” I asked.Sumathi’s face went blank for a moment and she stared off into space.”What if dad said it was okay?” Ajit said.”First of. I noticed ken straight away reached down and grab her bum. Mum didn’t flinch, you’ve got a great ass he said. I stood and watch on they were looking at each other, and then they both learnt in and started kissing. I was a strange feeling looking at my mum kissing a guy, but a black guy was different. It seemed to turn me on seeing her pale white skin almost attached to his dark black skin. They had stopped both looked at me and laughed, she’s a good kisser he said. They shared another kiss as I. Mera lund to khada hone laga tha.Hum dono sath me bethe the mene lower or t shirt or usne top or shorts me thi lekin uska top uski naabhi se bahut ucha tha or gala bhi bada pehna tha mera or bhi kahada hone laga.Ab to kch karna hi padega mene socha or idea lagaya mene kaha usse yr ye kese shoot karwati hai maza to bahut ata hoga usne bhi hami bhari.Fir mene kaha ki kyu na hum shoot kare ese to usne kaha ok.To fir me photographer bana or wo model pehle to usne apne baal bikhar kr photo khichwaye. Her ample breasts and hard nipples pressed at the fabric, of her blouse. My cock became hard at the sight of her gorgeous breasts. Bronte sat down at the opposite end of the couch. As she swung her legs up towards me, I had a perfect view up her skirt and noticed she wore white lace panties. I also noticed she had put on black fishnet stockings. Intrigued by how she was dressed I wondered what she had in store for the rest of the evening. We carried on with our conversation. She poured.