I too was embarrassed about being caught staring and pressed the button for the lift.Meanwhile, Anu was all over Pushkar. She was a pretty mallu girl ...ith a lot of curves which I imagined Pushkar loved to squeeze and lick. After what seemed like an eternity, the lift came and we boarded. Anu had regained her senses somewhat and greeted me and let go of Pushkar.We went up to our floor and parted our ways. While going, Pushkar gave me an embarrassed smile again and mouthed ‘Sorry about that’. I risked another look, when I heard the fucking sounds stop.Now, he was stood there, with Mum just turning round to kneel before him. She held his huge erection by the root, near his balls, and her free hand went down between her legs, rubbing herself on her hot hairy pussy. She let his foreskin roll back a bit. Then she exclaimed, "Oooooohhh!", and chuckled ripely!I couldn't be sure what I saw, with the dimmed view I had, but I thought I saw something! No! It couldn't be! Surely that wasn't a. ¨ Anu gasped, and insisted half in Hindi and half in her broken English that it is not beneficial for a young man to be so, so indulgent in sex without any rest, but she shyly said with her head resting against my shoulder that if I so wishes, I can have her tonight. Awwww ¨ I whined and she petted my cheeks like a mother, and I read from her soft sensual brown eyes, Be a good boy. ¨ Following her, we get into the kitchen/dining room and I stretched a bit, and pour myself a cup of cold. At one point she stood in the kitchen and admired her reflection in the window. She reached down and ran her hand over her pussy and flicked her clit quickly. She went back for a second dip and lingered a little longer. At this point I was horny and I knew she was. It was about 1 am and I threw caution to the wind and picked up the phone. "Hello?" Is Karen there?" No, I am sorry, wrong number" Oh, I am sorry, is this XXX-XXXX?" No, its XXY-XXXX." Sorry again, I hope I didn't wake you" No, I was.