My mom was not like the typical Indian housewife. She used to act slutty sometimes. She had a lot of young men who used to visit her now and then. My ...ad worked abroad and visited us once in a year. My mom always used to wear low cut blouses and tops. She had a nice and curvy figure with good boobs and a plump ass and she always made it a point to reveal her cleavage whenever we went shopping or outside. She used to look damn sexy that even the young guys used to ogle her although she was 45. I. She turned and ran back to her room waggling her plump round bottom but before she had let me have a good look at her full frontal, tits muff the lot.I decided to tell Wendy that I thought Gillian was coming on to me but without going into all the details. She said "call her on it she'll run a bloody mile and that should be the end of it. "A week or so later we all got home after visiting some friends. Wendy was pretty drunk and had to be put to bed where she immediately fell asleep snoring. I. My muscles flexed and gripped hiscock wildly trying to milk every ounce of cum out of his pulsatingdick."Yessss!" I exclaimed. I collapsed on top ofhim. I was worn-out, depleted, and somnolent... barelyable to keep my eyes open. I kissed his lips tenderly."Happy Birthday, " he whispered softly inmy ear.I held him tightly and felt our mixed juices seep out of mybody making a pretty little sticky mess. I was completelyrelaxed and satisfied for the first time in ages. "Thankyou; you just don't. “uhh yeah, well, I uh,” she stammered. It was unusual for her because she was normally pretty straight forward and didn’t really mince words. I must have looked a bit shocked because she stopped talking for a moment.“Is there something wrong?” I asked. “everything OK?”“umm, no nothing wrong.” she replied. “it’s just that uh, I uh, OK, I have a question.”“Shoot”“Do guys like it when we shave our uh, you know, uh ... our pubic hair?” she asked as her face turned a little red.I was definitely a.