Until this summer, I had never thought of my mother in a sexual way, that was until I spied her out by the pool in a very skimpy little bikini one aft...rnoon. She didn’t think I was home as she was sun bathing out by the pool. You see, my bedroom window on the second floor of our house has a perfect view, over looking the pool. One afternoon mom was lying out by the pool in a rather small purple bikini. Her deep dark tan accented her features exquisitely. As I stood at the corner of my. She conducting classes to keep herself busy. Really, I had not any sexual attention at her as there is a wide age difference between us and more over that was not my age to think like such things. Therefore she doesn’t hesitate to do any erotic activities in front of me even like keeping saree above knees while moaping floor & feeding the breast to her kid. One fine morning, she was preparing chapati in kitchen and invited me to sit with her for some chatting and her kid was sleeping on her. This was a thousand times more sexy being tied down and completely unable to get to her, made even more urgent by not having had any for over a week. I could see now why she had held out and made me wait. She straddled my face and positioned herself so I could lick her clit. She reached behind her and took my balls in her hand and squeezed enough to make me wish she would stop and said one word ?lick?. I licked her enthusiastically and felt relief that her grip on my balls relaxed a little. It. Shanti wore a filmy chemise negligee which did little to cover her. Her breasts and nest hair were clearly visible for she wore nothing underneath. She smiled to herself as she noted that Claire's eyes scanned her twice and the other woman had trouble keeping her eyes off Shanti's melon sized breasts.They sat on the bed and sipped the hot chocolate, making small talk.Shanti put down her cup and picked up a hair brush."Would you like? I use to brush my sisters' hair all the time." Hmmmm, that.