It was probably what she was reading in the novel.Her breathing had changed. She had pushed her pelvis ahead, towards the edge of her chair and she ha... leaned back. The spine of her book was now pressed firmly against where her legs crossed. She had a little crease on her forehead and she was completely focused on her book. And I on her.The movie had been watching was barely of any importance to me now. I was well aware of what was to follow, and I had no intention to miss any of it.A few more. Started fingering her slowly… After sometime increased my strokes… She’s out of control now… she closed her eyes… Somehow I felt like my fingers are being sucked inside by her pussy.. It was totally warm from within… I realized she’s due to explode… And yes… She screamed aaaahhh and my hands were fully covered with her juices…She fell down on d bed in ecstasy… I started licking her juices from her pussy’… Btw… I like licking pussy, biting the clit and all… I’m good at it you can say… She’s all. The incidents in this story have begun way back in my childhood and I can remember till the recent happenings. Before I start let me explain my mom who is the main character in this story.She is of 48 years now and a gorgeous slightly plumb Mallu south Indian lady working as a teacher in high school. Her stats read 38-34-42 as far as I can understand from her under garments. Being a south Indian lady she is blessed with an awesome ass and wonderful boobs which can attract anyone born as a male. But she was also getting the first bit of real sexual relief she had ever received in her life. And she wasn't about to stop. For the next half hour, Misty got anonymously fucked by four other men, all of whom shot a sizable load of cum into her pussy. Now filled with the cum of six strangers, Misty was aching for a seventh. Almost on cue, the next man walked in. But he didn't instantly push his cock into her. Misty listened, and could hear him fiddling with something on his end of the hole..