Karan on the other hand, didn’t look so amused. He could sense that Riya had been avoiding him a lot since he came back. He was quietly sitting on t...e couch, guzzling down the alcohol.“You know, alcohol is always your best companion.” came a voice which Karan didn’t recognise.He glanced to see a middle aged lady smiling at him. He smiled back and shifted on the couch to let her sit beside him. She was wearing a saree complimenting the glass of red wine in her hand. Thick mascara around her eyes. Her skin was so velvety. I pinched and pulled and twisted at her nipples gently, and she let out a little moan. I hoped that she was enjoying this as much as I was. We kissed again, long and deep, while I continued to knead her breasts. Slowly I traced my tongue down over her neck to her chest and into the valley between her breasts.I gently rubbed my face between those breasts, feeling her sweat cover my cheeks, before I slowly kissed my way to her right nipple. At first, I only flicked across. A rather big smile hit my face as I thought of what was going to happen. I closed the door behind us and moved for the best bed in the entire place. It was no bigger than a twin size mattress but it was comfortable. I laid down on the bed on top of her, kissing her deeply. I broke apart the kiss a couple minutes later and began lightly kissing my way down her maybe 110 pound body. I got to her skirt and slid it down her legs. Then I moved my eyes up to see her body. God, what a site, I thought. She tiptoed down the hallway and peered past the open door."Jeff!" Dianne screamed when she saw her older son naked on his bed, pounding his cock.Their eyes met in a frozen stare. Dianne put her hands on her hips and shook her head. She couldn't help but feel her pussy tingle with delight as she gazed at her son's magnificent cock."Just what the hell..."Jeff tried to conceal his nakedness. He wriggled and squirmed in embarrassment. His voice was high-pitched and shaky."Aw, Mom," he said. "What.