I got a mail from a reader of my story in ISS. Her name is Swati, a rich college student from Bangalore. She had a lot of fantasies to be fulfilled.Af...er a lot of email and WhatsApp chat which lasted for half a day, Swati requested to meet in the nearby mall. When I met her there, she asked to go to a movie theater. I didn’t know I will be up for a crazy adventure ride. As soon as we went to the theater and sat down, she scanned the theater and started playing with my cock which was a surprise.. At one point, mom pressed closer and she clearly felt my hardon press into her more. I guess that’s when it registered as she leaned back a bit, looked down (as I did) and my cock was pushing my underwear straight out. She sorta smiled and then went back to work on my eye, again pressing against me and I was sure I was going to cum right then. I didn’t and she got the eyelash out of my eye and began to leave, taking another look at my cock. She patted my arm, smiled and left. I instantly closed. It was the hand the finger of which had been in her vagina and I could smell the faint, tantalizing aroma her female fluid. I took the finger into my mouth and sucked it for a moment; there was the lingering taste of her love juice.Mother's sobs had diminished and she was looking up into my eyes as if seeking something there."Darling, you do mean it, don't you...that you're not disgusted with me?" Certainly I mean it, I assured her."I almost told her about the time a girl had let me watch her. When she returned, she had a Hookah. She sat down pulled one of the long white cigarettes from the pack and proceeded to light it. Divya looked in astonishment. Since when do you smoke? Shiela exhaled and spoke, “Oh, only when I’m drinking and I want to get Ramesh worked up”.She smiled her wicked smile. Well give me one then, we’ll really get him excited!” Divya grinned as she pulled a cigarette from the pack. She placed it to her lips and Shiela leaned over and lit it for her. Well needless to.