I inserted hand through the underwear but it was tight. Without asking she herself removed her underwear by seated position and again sat in the same ...osition to give more access to her pussy. I started to feel her wet pussy. I inserted my finger and she too guided with her hand to give her masturbation. It continued for long time. The saree was lifted high above the thigh by only shawl covering above it. She had a continual orgasm of more than twice by using my hand.After sometime she told me. Occasionally, she would shake them to loosen the muscles, and then the thighs would quiver in the most sensual way adding to the stiffening in my pants. Occasionally, I would let my eyes travel over her chest where her breasts made small hills as they pushed against the cloth. There wasn't much to see, but what could be seen was nice. All in all, my mom was a beautiful woman. Maybe I was biased, but I thought she was the most beautiful of all mothers I knew, and only one of my teachers could. After getting the information she feels quite aroused, noticing she is feeling wetness between her thighs, and that she is feeling quite flushed. Taking a moment to compose herself she walks back into the room and on break she calls her husband to tell him she is going to be late. Leaving working she notices she feels nervous, horny, and a bit worried as she has never done this. Getting to the hotel she knocks at the door as he opens it she notices a glass of champagne on the table the. "Porn in the middle of the day? Shameful, Mr Blake." The sight of the barely legal 'hottie' currently having her cunt devoured by a middle-aged man elicited a raised eyebrow and a sly grin from the intruder."Aye, shite porn at that," he replied, shaking his head disappointedly. "Get a load of this crap Scott sent me." They both watched for a few seconds, Ethan explaining the circumstances under which the two characters had been brought together, as no time was wasted in bending the little tramp.