I was a bit shaky with excitement, the danger factor, and how surreal it all seemed. She unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, and my hard cock sprang out...over the waistband of my underwear. The front of my underwear was wet with precum. She cupped my balls with one hand and stroked my cock with her other hand. She was really skilled as I found out. She sensed as I would reach orgasm, and she would stop stroking and squeeze the head of my cock with her thumb and forefinger to hold off the orgasm.. I apologized her for that day. She also felt sorry and said that she overreacted. We talked for some time and I asked her to meet me. After thinking for sometimes she accepted to meet me as her husband was away for tour. We decided to meet in a mall. We met at 12 in the moon at the mall. She was wearing sky blue saree and looking gorgeous (I like mature women with saree a lot). She had done some light make-up. She was looking like an angel. My dick started to grow under my underwear by seeing. She had a wicked smile on her face. As she asked me to come in. Of course I did as she led me to their living room. There, on their large screen TV was a video tape of me sitting back on the chair I had been on, slowly jerking my well-oiled cock. I’m not huge, but I am nicely hung at about 8”. But the picture of me stroking myself, playing with my balls, fingering my ass and pulling my nipples was just too much. I choked completely as Pat pretended that nothing was playing on their TV. She. So, after that banging mom for the whole night, he left us early in the morning.After that in the afternoon, I and mom slept in the bed for some rest. A few minutes later, mummy left the bed and went outside the bedroom. She went to the hall and removed her underwear. She changed into a simple gown, leaving behind her red bra in it. Mummy went out to the balcony of the first floor where a labour guy was standing with a drill machine in his hand. He was not wearing a shirt and due to the sweat,.