It was a shady area with a lot of trees. I wanted to smoke before I went in so I just peaked in to see where my mom was.My mom was in her usual place ...ehind the racks, there was this only one corner from where I could see her fully. The shop was empty as usual. So I snuck to the side and lit my cigarette. I was puffing casually, with one eye on my mom. I didn’t want her to catch me. I had reached halfway when the owner of the shop Mr. Singh came out of his cabin. He was a friendly man and. As my mind was racing I still couldn’t shake out the thought that pragati and I were all alone on that roof. (I’d refer to mrs sharma as pragati from now on.)“I’m sorry mrs sharma. I thought you guys were asleep. I’m sorry if I disturbed you. I won’t smoke here again”. I was terrified but tried my best to not show it in front of her. She looked at me. She didn’t seem so embarrassed now. In fact she looked right into my eyes and smiled.“it’s fine. Don’t worry about it too much”. She said. “just. At that point it became harder and she asked Jen to take one side with two hands while she did the same on the other side.With some effort they got the dress up to pussy level when the fat hairy pussy came into view. It was crushed between the two massive thighs. "Girl spread your legs so we can see your hairy pussy better." When she did the next question was "How long since your man has sunk his prick into your hot hole?" The vodka had taken effect so Tracey lied: "Oh he does that often.". They are yours. “Harder.” And then you push my head downward. To your tummy. “Lick my tummy.” Gentle kisses over your tummy until my tongue finds your tummy button and darts inside. You giggle lightly but your hands encourage me to continue. I am so close. I can smell the sweet musk of the passion emanating from your sex. I know that I have made you wet. My fingers search and your legs part, welcoming the intrusion. Welcoming me to explore. “Touch me again. Touch me there.” And my finger finds.