Then our mom came. We were shell-shocked to see her. To be honest, she looked like a pakka prostitute!Mom was wearing a transparent saree tucked at lo...er hip, a waist chain and a tight blouse which could get torn any moment due to her boobs and ass shaking wildly while walking. She came and kissed both of us in our forehead and said, “Sorry for being late”.“We will take that as a yes” Hari said. We were standing behind mom. Mom was seated in a chair. Our maths sir couldn’t even utter a word on. He dreaded the idea of his wife having those picturesand, perhaps in a moment of anger, or after two glasses of wine, sharingthem with one of her girlfriends. He set aside his second gift andremoved another from the copious stocking. This package was long andnarrow at one end, growing wider as it extended. He felt the shape andtried to figure out what it was. When his imagination failed him hebegan to slowly tear and peel away the bright green and red paper thatwas patterned with silly. It was a red and white floral print, and I liked it so much that I would probably only buy bikinis from now on.I strip down and put on the bikini bottoms. They were a bit tight on me; I guess I had filled out some since last summer. The top barely fit; it was just a clasp in the back and wasn't really adjustable. Even though it was a bit uncomfortable, I didnt have anything else to wear, and I really wanted to go swimming. I grabbed a towel, a book, a drink, and some snacks and headed. He yelped and fought against his restraints, but they held him tight as the old man's cock worked its way deeper and deeper into him with every thrust. Finally Patrick's belly came to rest on his back and his full length was buried inside him."You like that boi?" Yes Daddy! I love that big cock in my ass!" The young man replied.Patrick began to work in an out of his ass, building a steady pace. Eric felt transfixed, he couldn't seem to make himself look away. Patrick's massive cock was driving.