After 2 hours, I saw mom coming out of the bathroom after having her bath. She was looking different but stunning. She wore tight pink jeggings with a...white top. I first time saw mom in such an outfit. Both of them went for sight-seeing.After 6 hours when they returned. I saw that both of them were a little drunk, but not too much. They immediately began their act of love. Dad started kissing mom. After a whopping session of kissing and smooching for 10 minutes. They started to undress each. It was in an email he sent me that he asked if I would come to Australia to meet him, and spend two weeks camping out on the banks of the Murray River, virtually in the middle of nowhere. I thought long and hard about his invitation, what I was leaving behind, traveling to the other side of the world to meet a man, who is physically, a stranger, but in every other way, a great mate. We undress each other, slowly touching, your fingers in my hair, tracing slowly around my face, I hold your face. I don’t know who, but it was romantic, possibly middle-eastern. She started doing a strip tease for me. The bikini top went off first. She then straddled me. Now those tits, unencumbered by a bikini top, rubbed directly against my chest. My dick strained against my boxers and the tip of my dick poked out of my shorts. Getting up again, she turned around and shook that cute little ass in time with the music. I pulled down my shorts. My dick reached for the sky and despite my promise, I was. Tabhi nilesh ne bola: Tu gussa mat kar yaar. Teri behan bahut chalu hai. Jse bhi ek se jayada lund ki pyass hai. Main jaha tak janta hu. Wo apne kisi collage riend ke sath bhi bistar garam kar chuki hai.Or tujhepata karna hi hai topatane de ise pata chal jayega such kya hai.Maine gusse se kaha: Thik hai salo kar lo jo karna hai. Par kabhi kuch galat hua to sab tumhari jimmedari.Nilesh : Haa yaar tu tension mat le.chal me sunata hu ki teri behan kitni badi chuddkad hai.Or Nilesh ne Neelu didi ko.