One change in Joan Greg had noticed was that she did some grooming of her pubic hair from what was there last time. This time Joan didn’t stop him w...en he slid down her body first stopping to nibble on her nipples and then moving down to lick her swollen lips and then her clit. Joan was a little vocal as she told him she like what he was doing and how he was making her feel. He could tell she had at least two orgasms from what he was doing. After the second one he moved up In between her spread. She requested, “Zubin, plssss get up”. I did not respond and lay still on top of her. After a moment, I replied mischievously, “What if I say I won’t”. She said, this time more authoritatively, “Zubin, you are crushing me, please get up”. I knew I could not let it end here but I could not force her either. So I decided to play my own trick. I stayed on top of her and quietly tied the fallen pallu of her saree to my belt. She said once again “Zubin, get up now, enough”.I moved swiftly and turned. I couldn’t believe trent when he told me you were his mom, wow, you are beautiful! aww thank you i said and put my hand on his thigh and rubbed it a little, my pussy was so wet. i’m sorry, he said looking down at his bulge, i can’t help it, you are just so hot! a milf? i asked him and laughed. he rolled his eyes, oh god, you heard that? i’m sorry i was so stoned. ha ha, it’s ok, i like being a milf, i said really peppy, i licked my lips and moved a little closer to him. i slowly moved my hand. She concluded, "I just wanted some time out of all the smoke in there. I don't understand how people can breath." I know. But hey, its getting pretty cool out here. How about," he laughed and made a bow, "I walk milady down the hall and show her my new office? We'll stay out of the smoke and out of the cold at the same time." Why Gil, this is so sudden," she had laughed in reply. "Are you going to offer to show me your etchings." Would it work?" he teased her."Now you know better than that.".