She had to go to the washroom, remove her panties (she was wearing a thong that night with a fairly short skirt with black nylons) and hand them to me...when she returned. She got a grin on her face and sashayed off to the washroom. After a couple of minutes she returned and smiled seductively to me as she handed me her tiny black thong when she sat back down. We continued with our wonderful meal but I could not get my mind off her bare pussy being on display under the table. Although I was. As he began kissing her, Cindy could feel his hardness though the fabric of his boxers. His cock felt very large, and she was also aware of the moistness from his underwear. Slowly, Alan began moving down her body. When he began to lick her first nipple she sighed. Alan loved the sounds that a woman made it bed. Many women grunted exploding with obscenities, something that he found off-putting and unladylike. Gazing up at Cindy’s face, however, pleased him enormously, as he watched her mouth. Mom went to her master bedroom and at around 11pm we all slept. But my mind came to a dirty stage where i started to think of Mr.Darshan fucking my mom.So i decided to creep slowly to see any thing and at first when i passed the sitting room i did not see Mr.Darshan and i was shocked, my heart started pounding and i knew my fantasies were half fulfilled. I crept slowly towards mom’s bedroom and noticed it was locked from inside and i heard moaning voices like “Nooo ! Aahhh this is wrong Darshan. Full moon was rising and the first stars started appearing, their lights flickering like tiny candles in the distance. She closed her eyes, enjoying the weightlessness of her body in the water. Unable to take her mind of him, she found herself imagining things that only added fuel to the fire inside her and not even the coolness of the water could relieve her of her burning desire for him. She did not hear him go in but all of a sudden became aware of his presence. He was there, next to her,.