Carlos was a husky but proportionate looking middle aged man. His body was moderately hairy with dark brown Hispanic skin and kinky hair. It wasn’t ...ntil he took off his underwear that I began to get nervous again. His dangling mass of meat was huge (at least from my young point of view and it wasn’t even erect yet). “Holy shit… what did I get myself into?” I said to myself. Then Carlos told me to remove my clothes. “No Carlos, I really don’t think I can go through with this” I said (I was. In a meantime I noticed a young married female of around 30yrs was standing very near to me along with her hubby, she was trying her best to hold the side rods of the last seat but was falling on the man sitting on the seat. The best thing that attracted me in that women was that she was very gorgeous, In my terms you can say a crazy sexy figure of 34-30-36, the best part that was attracting me and many other people were her chiffon yellow color sari with almost backless blouse and that too. As he cunt fucked the whore he sucked on her huge globes. He loved her big fleshy tits as he fucked her harder and harder. When he filled her hole with cum he slid up and straddled her face and shoved his cum covered cock deep in her mouth to suck and clean till he filled her mouth with cum. The young whore was a great cock sucker and had no problem sucking on his huge cock and running her tongue over it as he mouth fucked her. Then he grabbed her head and pulled her tight to him and let her. So, we sat staring around the room, avoiding eye contact, surrounded by enough people to afford an unusual kind of privacy in the little coffee shop. I gazed in fascination at the iced tea glass in front of me, beads of condensation flowing steadily into my fingers. I glanced back at my mother, she seemed to have found a favorite of the many orange and avocado paintings on the chipping walls. By that time the coffee shop had begun to annoy me in earnest, its efforts to deliver a ramshackle,.