Her beautiful reverie was interrupted by Ashok’s tease- “…Before you became a spoiled housewife.”Savita, curling her rosy lips, says sarcastic...lly, “Funny, Ashok.”Savita finally decides to take Mani to camping and help her nincompoop husband.“But I’ll have to buy new camping gear, and…”Ashok, as he was leaving the room cuts her short- “All our old gear is still packed away in the garage, where it’s been since we moved here.”Ashok pulls savita to give a goodbye kiss. Savita knowing Ashok would. I walked into the house, my face burning with embarrassment. I went into my room and jacked off to get rid of my boner and prayed that she would not bring it up. This was not how i wanted my mother to find out i thought she was sexy. She didn't bring it up at dinner but wore one of her most revealing tops and i'm sure she saw me looking at her tits at least twice. Then over the next few weeks she started leaving the door open when she got changed and had showers and wore her most revealing. She gazed at her reflection momentarily then raised the cane and tapped the palm of hand. I wondered what was going through her mind as she saw herself in a dominating pose with an instrument of punishment in her hand. I sometimes did the same when Cherie came round, feeling powerful and masterful as she stood there behind me awaiting her punishment. I wondered if she felt the same.Suddenly she turned and put the cane down on the bed bedside me and began to undress. I became drawn to her body.. He made sure not to penetrate me as he slowly pushed his cock over my slick vagina over and over again. We spent minutes like that, kissing each other, our hands exploring the other as our sexes danced a grind in sync. He tore his lips away from mine as he began to kiss his way to my breasts. His hands followed the trail of kisses, and circled my nipples as he slowly adjusted his legs to balance himself."You're gorgeous," he whispered huskily, and I noticed that he didn't sound like himself..