"I sucked her boobs for a while longer, until it was getting toward dinnertime and she got up to finish cooking our supper, still with her lovelies ou... for me to admire.I hadn't put my briefs back on, just going with the flow of how things seemed, she didn't seem to mind that I was naked and I was loving every minute of showing my mom what I had.We ate supper like that, me, totally naked with a massive hard-on, Mom with her breasts framed in her open blouse, smiling at me as I drank-in her. When i went outside to the parking lot, both Madhu & her friend also came out. I asked Madhu and she said that she told her mother that she was going to her friend’s house and would be back. I again asked ” What about your friend then?” and she replied “Her boyfriend is waiting just ahead”. Since a few of our relatives were outside, she & her friend kept going a bit further until they reached a guy at the road side ( friend’s BF). Then Madhu & i sat on my bike and went away.Finally we reached. I was small, or should I say petite, but I did have a full chest, and being small my breasts were even more pronounced. I was brunette and everyone said I was pretty. I liked that.At school as a teen I had to endure the almost non-stop calls from the boys, “Give us a feel” and “Show us ‘em”. I gave them all a bad look and the ‘V’ sign. My parents would have been horrified. Where had I learnt that?I had a talent for artistry and my loving Christian parents, I was an only child, saw this and I. She stood up and turned around, and we embraced in a long, passionate, loving kiss, that was now, "us making love to each other", and not just primal, kinky, exhibitionist sex.The rest of the night was short and anti-climatic from there, as not more than maybe a half hour, we, and our friends, left to go to our motel room, where the four of us all had same room sex for another hour, or more, before we all fell asleep.Now, some of you reading this story may have noticed that I referred to my.