.she was just busy cutting the vegetables as she was not aware that her navel is exposed and I am enjoying the view of it…I was holding the drumstic... tightly and squeezing it as if though I was squeezing her navel….then it happened..just did it..I inserted the drumstick into Shweta’s navel…and started rotating it..she just moaned “Ahh..” in a sexy way and jerked it off..and said “Hey Mohan..what are you doing..do you know what you did..”..to which I said “Shweta..I just inserted drumstick in. Even as she had run over to me I had seen thirty sets of eyes follow her, drinking in her splendor, jealous of the attention I was receiving.She was about five foot seven but her upright posture, her pulled back shoulders, and her firm, proud breasts made her look taller, and as she moved, her long, dark blond hair bounced over her shoulders and back, the soft tendrils seeming to caress her with each step she made.My eyes involuntarily followed her soft curves, the long arch of her neck leading. But something just kept eating at me , I wondered if all women were like my old mom, I would have to test her so it began I would walk into their room while she was dressing, she was shocked and turned away telling me she was dressing and for me to knock before I entered . I didn`t get to see very much, but her ass did look very nice. i would sit at the table just looking at her nice round breast, her bra looked so full , I would start to get hard ones. I knew i had a big cock for a k** my. I won't lie to you...I was excited when I realized what the pictures were."My temples started to throb when she said that and I said, "Mom, let me draw you, now, from life, I always wanted to, you're so beautiful...let me." She said, "How...?"I said, "Right there." She sat in a deep plush chair. I turned the pad to a clean page and got a pencil. I said, "Take off your top mom." She stopped for a moment and then took off her blouse. She hesitantly asked with her eyes if I wanted her to take off.