“A penny for your honest thoughts and I’ll tell you mine.”She looks up at me, her face, a golden tan thereon, smiled and said, “My thoughts ar... mine, why are you interested in mine for.”“I don’t know it was just the message that came into my mind when I saw your lovely face, my beautiful lady.” I replied, still not realizing why I said these words. It was if I was not directly in control of my words.She gently blushed and said, “You looked worried and if you first tell me yours, I then tell you. " You're more than welcome. I'm going surfing, and then home. Have a great vacation, and thanks for staying home last night."We kissed before I left. I drove up to the jetty, and paddled out. Because I felt exhausted, I didn't ride a wave all day. I just floated on my board, and rested. An hour later, I caught a wave to take me into shore, but I didn't try to stand up. Instead, I just came in on my stomach. I felt happy, as I drove home. When I made it to my house, I put my board away, took a. Other brown men who had not been on the boat showed up to greet them. They directed the new arrivals towards a large metal building 100 yards or so from the beach. I joined them.Once inside, I realized it was just one large room, like an airplane hangar, nothing more than a cement floor with metal walls and a metal roof.A wooden platform had been constructed on one side of the building with a microphone and two large speakers. A man in traditional Mid-Eastern clothing stood on the platform. I pushed mom a little so that her back was resting against the bathroom wall. I dove in underneath her saree and kissed the mound between her legs. It seemed like she had recently trimmed her pubes, her short prickly stubs were poking gently at my lips, arousing me even more.Mom’s slit was dripping wet, and when I kissed her down there, my lips were coated in her love nectar within seconds. I kissed her pussy lips one last time before sliding my tongue deep inside her pussy hole. Mom let out a.