I began to feel uncomfortable at such hospitality. I said nervously, ‘Pinkie, please don’t embarrass me. It’s ok, you don’t have to do all thi... to me.’‘You just sit back and relax as you’re going to be in for a memorable experience. Ok?’ She reassured me and disappeared in to the kitchen only to return with vegetable sandwiches and two glasses of water melon juice.She handed over the tray to me and pulled a table lying in a corner and placed it in front of me. I kept the tray on the table and. She got inside the bathroom and removed her saree in front of Mr. Krishnan. I spied them through the small gap in the frame of the door. He stared at her open mouthed. He’d probably expected mom to wear the lungi over her saree to serve as an apron.“Thank god he was paralyzed,” I thought. But to my horror I could see his tool getting erect. I never thought that paralyzed men could have an erection. I don’t think even mom was aware of it. She massaged Mr. Krishnan starting from his neck. It was. "Yeah,"I replied. "That's it." You weren't planning to have some girls drop by, were you?" Oh, no, Mom. We don't even know any girls that would." Then why the vaseline?" We didn't say anything, just stared stupidly at her. Mom turned the light into Danny's face. "Danny, why the vaseline?"Danny looked so scared his hair was practically standing on end. He began his line again, stammering and shaking. "W-w-we w-w-w-weren't d-d-doing anyth-th-thing."Again I had the urge to laugh out loud because. We snickered and snuck all quiet-like into my bedroom, closing the door and lying down on my bed, listening. The walls of the apartment were thin, so it was easy to hear everything.They were going hard and fast, both of them grunting louder as they went. I'd heard this before, so I knew they were finishing up. I took my hard cock out of my pants and Kara started playing with it. She was as turned on by the fucking noises as I was.Kara had a good rhythm going on my cock as I lifted her shirt and.