“Good morning,” I replied. “You don’t mind me kissing your mom, do you?” Suresh asked.“No, no problem,” I said.“Good, be...ause we’re gonna be doing it for a while,” he said and continued kissing her.“Sir, don’t you think it’s time for class? It’s 9:30 already,” I said.“No, I took leave. You can stay home too if you want. I can take care,” he said.“Oh. Okay. Have fun kissing my mom then,” I said and went to my room.I opened my laptop to see what happened yesterday in their room. After an hour of dance, I planned to drink few more shots. There came a woman with a huge butt and short skirt. She stood beside me ordering her drinks. As soon as I turned I was then looking at her boobs since it was highly noticeable and is huge that no one wants to avoid it. I was starting at her tits for a minute.It had a heart symbol and a name “Riya”. After that only I came to realize that she was indian. She had a look at me. Oh man, she was gorgeous and young looking. Her age is 38. I pushed Andy onto the bed and slowly removed my skirt, revealing a black pair of satin panties and a matching half bra. Andy slowly removed his clothes and told me to stay put and walked out of the bedroom. As if I was going to go anywhere naked. A few minutes later Andy returned with a large bottle of baby oil, some whipped cream and chocolate topping. I smiled at Andy and his eight and a half inch half hard cock. Andy pulled me to him and gave me a long passionate kiss. As we kissed Andy. Rask revolvers were large and crudely machined, but they made even the most powerful conventional handguns look like toys. He placed it in the tray along with her other weapons.He skirted her ample chest, the ambassador seeming to take pleasure in his discomfort, and then ran his hands down her torso. Beneath her leather jacket, she wore a tight-fitting tank top, her chiseled abdominal muscles visible even beneath the grey fabric. He ran his fingers over them as he moved down to her waist,.