No wonder the old guy was staring.Fuck it, I thought, I may as well give him something to look at! I sat up facing the old guy and let my legs drop op...n. He was sitting opposite me and had a perfect view of my tits and my now throbbing pussy.I put my head back and closed my eyes to let him perv at me to his hearts content. When I opened them a short time later the old guy was shifting uncomfortably in his seat trying to conceal his cock which was growing stiff in his tight shorts.I made a show. And the day came. Mom was wearing a dress which had zip in the front. It covered her body but only till her thighs. Also, she didn’t fully zip the dress. Her cleavage was visible. By the way, mom is 5’6″ tall and she is white. It is quite rare to find a woman like her in South India.My friends came to my house. I introduced everyone to my mom. Nothing happened on day 1 until dinner. While having dinner, we took the first step.Saran: Aunty, are you really Arun’s mom?Ramya: Yeah, why?Saran: You. The second that my brother’s face popped into my head, my pussy grew wet, and my nipples perked up. I was an E-cup now, at the very least, and that meant ... oh god.I was a freak. I was the kind of girl who’d sleep with my brother without a second thought. Hell, I’d only been awake for a few minutes, and already the idea was incredibly appealing ... Collapsing backward onto my bed, I tried not to think about my brother in a sexual light. He was just my brother, I told myself, and just because. Lunch PeriodBrad slammed his lunch tray with his greasy pizza and bag of chips next to Drew who was grinning ear to ear with the iPad in hand.“So… did she drink it?” Brad asked“Fuck, yeah, she did. According to this app, everything is synched and ready to go.” Drew stated.“Where is she; she in here yet?” Brad looked around the cafeteria when Drew slapped him on the arm and pointed at her in the far side of the cafeteria.“Oh hell yeah. You think we should get closer? You know so we can see.