Surely not alone. There was my mother, Girija who is a widow and she is in her early 40s. It has been 9 years since my father died and she spent most ...f her time in prayers and meditation. On the other hand it was around this time I discovered the art of masturbation and I start spending most of the time in the new hobby.Then there comes a friend of my mom, Sindhu, to our house. That’s when all the fantasies and joy in my life started. She was 38, a teacher who just joined a school near to our. I continued on until I got to the plaza. At the Plaza I went into the Walmart wearing my baseball cap and sunglasses disguise. I bought a couple of new burn phones, then I activated them. I also bought a vacuum cleaner before I left. I had to tie it on the trike, but It wasn't hard to do.I rode the trike back to the downtown. "Hi there Mary Ellen," I said once I was inside her boutique and upscale antique store. "Come on out let me show you my new trike sear." Sure, " She said following me. It was time to give Jenny the hard fucking she desired so I lifted her off me, turned her over, in a doggy position, and without warning rammed my cock in her, there was no resistance on her part, just a short squeal, when I was in her as far as my cock would go, I grabbed her hips and fucked her she started moaning occasionally giving a little squeal, Tom had one hand on the camera the other he used to wank himself. With every thrust you could hear my body slapping against her ass, I felt my. "Not yet" she said, "I want to watch you stroke that cock of yours first"This was a first, but what the heck. I reached down and took my throbbing cock in my hand and began to slowly stroke from the base to the tip of the head. My other hand went down and cupped my balls as I continued my slow steady stroking.Karen gazed delightedly through the crystal clear water at my masturbation. u*********sly, her hand slowly slid between her legs and began to press against the soft pink folds of her.