I was nice to feel her tight big boobs on my chest. She struggled, squealing “Dayavitu bidu naananu (Please leave me).” I wasn’t about to let he... go. Grabbing her hands I pulled them up above her, raising her tits. I could feel her struggling to get away, the quick rise and fall of her breasts driving me nuts. My knee was halfway up her legs. I forced them a little wider and got my hips right in front of her pussy. My penis was hard and erect and I knew she could feel it through the thin. I whispered shall we get naked. She nodded her head giving the green signal. I made her sit and removed her t-shirt, slip, and pant. I removed my clothes too now we were only in our inner. I just wondering at her sexy body how shaped it is. Such big boobs in that tight bra and flat tummy. Pink panty which is already wet near the spot. I lifted her head and said, “Here’s the thing which you wanted to see and feel, please go for it”. In shyness, she hugged and her face rubbing my hard dick. I. It barely covered the hot, moist center of her thigh. My right hand continued to type away, left thrusting and shagging my shaft.We teased each other, mom and I. We explored the naughtiest thoughts that we could share. We opened our hearts and minds to each other. We cast off the shackles and restraints that society seems to confine us into. And we had so much in common. We were naughty, wonderful, hot and desperate.We let ourselves go but managed to keep from falling under the spell of that. I enquired about him and that’s when I got to know that he is a servant on the house just above mine, and that to a full time one.His strong manly built and big arms were my primary focal attention, and don’t know why, but every alternate second I kept looking at them, which was liable to get noticed and he did notice that thing. For the moment, he didn’t respond anything and went to his place. Next day in the morning, I met him again while going down the escalator, he was wearing a striped.