“Come here and sit beside me,” she said patting the couch next to her. Crossing the room, I plonked down beside her and she reached out and laid h...r hand on my leg only a fraction of an inch from the end of my dick. “So, how was your first fuck?”The statement from my mother almost floored me, nearly, but not quite, taking my mind off the hand that gently stroked my leg. In my entire life that was the first time, I’d ever heard my mother swear. However, it wasn’t just the fact that she had used. He hoped that a little distraction would help to his advantage. She wore a sexy red silk shirt and a tight black skirt that came down below her knees. Of course, she had on a pair of black thigh highs and some high heels. She enjoyed the mens eyes on her when they arrived and said that they were both probably in their thirties and very nice. As the meeting progressed, they would continue to stare at her and she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs. She caught both men spending more time with. Her saree was dripping wet and it clung beautifully to her honey colored skin and her dark wavy hair was dripping wet and her mascara around her jet black eyes was ruined but particularly exotic.I looked at her from head to toe and my heard skipped a beat. Her sexy blouse clung to her ample breasts and it was clear to me that she isn’t wearing a bra inside. I could see droplets of rain on her belly button and I must have starred a second longer cause she appeared flustered by my gaze. “….. Car. Straightening his shoulders, Alex shook his head. ‘I did not mean it as a challenge, cousin. I truly did not.’ Cien didn’t look at him again as he continued to eat his food. When the rest of the clan had bedded down for the night, and were snoring contentedly in the great hall, Cien was still awake and sitting in the Laird’s chair. Something didn’t sound right about what Tilda said, he thought. Something was… off. He didn’t know how to explain what he knew was true, only that he knew that it.