‘Holy Fuck… I’m cumming!’ groaned Hermione, as her orgasm quickly approached and as Ron met her cries with increased vigor. With one final th...ust, Hermione cried out with joy as her body shook and her pussy clamped down on Ron’s manhood, lodged deep within her convulsing cunny. ‘Ahhhhhhhh!’ moaned Hermione a little too loudly as she went through a massive orgasm. Ron responded by picking up his rhythm again and sliding his shaft back in and out of her while her warm juices coated his cock. ”My dad sigh-“I am just waiting for that day to pass as quickly as possible…”My mom tear in eyes-“don’t say like that..”My dad-“you don’t understand what is going on with me.I fear your safety darling…”My mom smiled-“I will be safe..don’t worry about me…will you be taking leave on that day?”My dad-“I have some work tomorrow but I will come back soon…I promise…”My dad left.That evening when I was playing in the garden, I saw a black SUV car stopping near our bungalow. The driver of the car came. All massage sessions stopped for almost two years. Around this same time, Sharmila, who had married just out of college, had left her cheating husband of 4 years and moved back home with mother. Sharmila was now about 26, maybe 27 and Radha was still in her 40s not quite to 50 yet. I was somewhere in the middle like the older brother and the older son. For an older woman as I thought back then, all women, even one year older than me were considered older women; Radha took good care of her body.. I wait for an evening when I know we’ll have the house to ourselves and plenty of time. I greet him at the door with a glass of his favorite whiskey and tell him to relax for a minute, that I have a treat for him. A while ago, I read a book set in a strip club, and it gave me the perfect idea of what to do. I run up to the bathroom and change into my new lingerie. I’ve been sipping the whiskey as well, to make me a little more daring and less self-conscious. I come downstairs in my new outfit.