.everywhere. I got up, sat on his lap and gave him a lapdance as he caressed my thighs, playing with the tops of my stockings andthe garters. I pulled...up my skirt and could feel his cock against my ass.This went on for about 10 to 15 minutes when I put my hand behind me andran it across his trousers and touched his manly cock. Rubbing it, hestarted to moan. Knowing I was in charge, I said, "Let's go somewhere where we can get alittle more comfortable."I rose from the couch and led him to my. So I went into kitchen and near to the door. My mother was sitting on floor on feet with her saree above knees and Rambo standing and enjoying her white calves. I heard my mother saying.”shhh…what is this? Is this time for such talks? what if somebody see this? Nikhil is in the room.” I aroused hearing it. Now I am sure that something is really going on between them. But I am not aware of its degree. It may be just started or something already happened.I just imagined of Rambo kissing and. A basque and thong that i of course had bought her that day and fishnet stockings and heels. her sexy curves were accentuated by the outfit and her make up and hair made her look more than ever the sexy sluttish milf that any man black or white would relish. omar certainly did . he smiled wolfishly when she entered the room in her provocative lingerie. to reassure him i was not gay i told him i just wanted to see her being fucked properly and as i was over fifty she needed a younger bigger stud. I thought to myself how much she was missing home, as I saw her eyes delighted and her energy with which she was talking to them made me feel a little out casted, but I didn’t mind. All the regular things of “how are you, how is life? etc.” talks ended and we got refreshed, had our lunch. It was almost evening and Amit asked Nisha if she would like to visit grandma today or tomorrow. Nisha was so excited at it that she immediately said today and turned towards me. I smiled and said, “Ok” but I.