So one day, while messaging my friend in whatsapp group chat, I sent her the nude pic of Audrey Bitone. In case she gets angry, I had the reason that ...��I misforwarded the message to her”.As expected she is angry. And I explained her the reason. But she didn’t speak for that day. Next day, I apologized her. She started speaking to me as normal again. I asked her out for dinner that day. She hesitated, but accepted. So we went to a hotel in Tambaram (in Chennai). We took 2 people dining table.. I could hear her breathing getting heaver over my shoulder. She climbed over the back of the chair, and nestled down between my legs, she pulled my joggers down further so I was sitting in the chair bare assed.She carried on stroking me, her touch felt very soft and delicate. She lent forward and licked my shaft running her tongue over my head, she took me into her mouth, it felt so nice, I ran my fingers through her hair as she sucked me up and down. She looked up at me with these gorgeous big. Her husband clambered to the cold glass table top and went straight into her again as she pulled her legs up, flexing them up to her chest, her breasts being smashed flat, when he came down on her, pinning her to the mirrored table like a butterfly specimen. He rammed his great prick all the way home in her cunt, his balls slapping against the tiny brown ring of her anus below. ‘Clay! I can’t cum like this! Shove your finger in my asshole. Make me cum, darling! Oh hurry! I want you in my. Mum looked round and stood up quickly,"Look out for anyone coming this way" she said and walked across to the far corner of the balcony, out of sight of the bar.Puzzled I did as she said and I got even more puzzled as she just stood against the wall smiling at me."What're you up to mum?" and then I saw it, the little trickle running down the inside of both her thighs!"Oh my God mum!" I gasped, "Christ, you're doing it!"She giggled and raised her dress letting me see the warm, golden urine.