Her midsection rested on the wooden rail. I was on my end of my toes fucking her nice and slow. I here the wooden railing creek under her, as I fucked...her pussy.I picked up the pace as I bent my knees some more. I was not fucking her at a different angle. I slapped my cock upwards as her body shook. I gripped her hips and slammed my cock in her. She moaned. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Faster! Faster! Fuck me!" she moaned. I bite my tongue as I slapped her ass with my right hand. Her tan ass turned red as I. Another girl had jerked me off and let me finger fuck her. Nothing serious.My mother was a typical stay-at-home mom and wife in typical American middle-class family, or so I thought. In the brief time I had been even thinking about and experimenting with sex, my mother never entered my mind. Sex and my mother were an alien concept to me. I had never observed my mom exhibiting any sexuality at all. She was very attractive and sexually appealing to other males, but I certainly did not see her in. I have seen you prancing around here dressed to the nines and I have to say, you really have me turned on. I love CDs and you are a most beautiful one”. I stood up and he took my hand and pulled me down next to him. “I do not want to cause you any trouble so hopefully you will do as I ask.”, he said as he pulled me down next to him and gave me a hot deep kiss. I was stunned and then he said, “ Now why don’t you finish dressing, get out of those jeans and shirt, put on your sexy negligee and. I was amazed and also happy that,, at least she broke the ice. Came to know about her that she was in telecommunications industry and she came back from Hyderabad, stays with dad and younger brother.During recess time I saw her opening up her shawl once. .. And I saw what a shabby way of dressing she had,, old torn salwar and kurta.. Which made me realize that she had given up on herself to look beautiful as I used to feel she could be. Day got over and we boarded the cab to home. I was staying.