Driving the Bentley was like sitting in the most comfortable living room chair you could buy as the world passes you by in the opposite direction. The...e was almost no vibrations or road noise; no sense that you were actually driving a car. The big engine propelled the car forward effortlessly. It was truly an experience of a life time. Somehow I managed to get us back home. I eased the Bentley back into its parking spot and turned off the motor.“Mmmmmm, Home already. That was a wonderful. I introduced her to my friends. We decided to enter the place. We guys had to pay an entry fee; the foreigners didn’t need to pay as they were granted free admission. The Night club was brimming with foreigners and Indians alike. It was mad atmosphere. We bought our drinks and settled on a table along with Maaya and her friends. I asked Maaya for a dance to which she agreed immediately. I whispered to my friends to keep her boy-friend indulged in drinks and talk. They got the hint as the Music. There she was waiting for me.The cool breeze that night a slight rain drizzle. Oh god, she was wearing a red transparent saree, a golden colored blouse which was fully visible as her saree was barely covering her assets. In the rain drizzle, water droplets on her face, especially on those red lips with light rain falling, cool breeze waving her face.Oh god, I hugged her and pushed her to the wall, which was in front of the apartment. I started kissing her wet lips. Sucking those lips hungrily.. She took over the shifting and let me play with her pussy. Mom’s pussy was a lot bigger and her lips were puffier that the other two girls had been. She was really wet too and said that it was all my fault. So with an invitation like that I poked around in her wet hole and rubbed her clit. She almost had an orgasm as I pulled up in front of the house. Mom told me to drive around the block once. That was just enough time for mom to have an orgasm. It must have been a butte too.After I got back.