.. nice, feeling alive again," she then added a bit more somberly."Well I for one am glad to see it mother. You are acting more like your old self her..., but I'm even more pleased that you're sharing this with me, allowing me to see this side of yourself, that so reminds me of me," I said leaning over to give her an affectionate kiss on the cheek, and then another on her mouth. Feeling my hard stiff nipples briefly graze her own as we did that."Fuck!" Mom groaned audibly. "I swear it Sin," she. She was very impressed and started talking about herself & her family.Earlier in the morning itself I had come to know that she hails from croatia and has come to goa to avoid harsh colds in there as well as to enjoy the warm goan weather & that she wanted to explore the Portuguese tradition here in goa and know more about its whereabouts since the Portuguese first came here. She was from Dubrovnik province in croatia and studied history she later exclaimed. She later said she had being to goa. I could almost feel the way she was stroking him with one hand, while her mouth kept him more than lubricated. He was moaning and groaning, thrusting himself deeper into her mouth. John wrapped his fingers into her hair as I glanced at that dripping pussy of hers. My hand was stroking so fast I imagined what it would be like to be inside of her. I looked back at her mouth, her cheeks bulging out slightly when the head of his cock brushed them and wanted to be there.I knew he must be ready to. It doesn't happen very often, but I had a night shoot the next day. I only get night shoots when a photographer wants a specific effect that can't be done in a dark studio, but I'm okay with that, they pay more.Damien called me in the afternoon. It was a very odd conversation. His tone made me feel like nothing at all had happened last night, even though he directly mentioned it. He told me that he had thoroughly enjoyed himself and hoped I had, too. Then he hinted that he may stop by my shoot.