You return and sit beside the young man, he runs a cool hand up your thigh grasping the stocking top. That was just the reaction you were after. You r...n your hand up his jeans towards his crotch and grasp his bulge. In a second you have his belt undone and then slipped his boots, socks and trousers off. His undershorts are fast becoming a tent as you slip your hand up the loose fitting leg and touch his impressive dick for the first time. You try and tug it out of the leg of his shorts but it. " Oh, yes sir," Mom replied, laying on the probably fake respect just a little too much for it to ring true. Then they both got out and stood passively. Mom was quite full-figured; she was wearing a long, ankle length conservative light red and yellow floral dress. Her daughter was wearing tight jeans and a belly top. Her perky boobs stuck out high and proud and her ass was tight and perfect; like two little round peaches. I began questioning them, just to get as much information as I could for. She loves to dance and I don’t. After about a solid hour of dancing with him, she drifts back to me and says, "um, honey, You know our fantasy with me having sex in our van with you watching. The guy I’ve been dancing with... He’s really interested....I told him I had to ask you first.” “Are you interested?” I asked-my heart starting to beat real fast. My wife rolled her eyes, smiled, blushed... “This time yes.”Soooo, we leave the lounge and go to our van which is parked in the far end of the. Meri behan ka naam Muskan tha aur uski dost ka naam Pratiksha.Meri behan mujhse 2 saal badi hai. Bin kisi der ke story pe aate hai. Yeh baat humari chuttiyo ki hai.Pratiksha (mere behan ki dost) hamare yaha roz aaya karti thi.Main dekhkar muth marta tha. Ek din Muskan aur pratiksha (meri behan aur uski dost) mere mummy papa k saath kisi kaam se gaye hue the. Aate waqt unhe kafi der ho gayi. To mere ghar waalo ne kaha ki pratiksha hamare ghar par hi ruk jaao, lekin wo nahi maan rahi thi , tab.