From then on, he helped me out on occasions. He was a little bit of an oddity. He had a French accent with a Mexican name (Rafael Sandoval) and was sm...ll and really slim for a thirty-two-year-old male.His size enabled him to pass for a tall young boy. Or in fact, a girl for that matter. Which came in handy if I needed someone, to get in through a window or dog flap. One other thing that Rafael was excellent with, that was computers and gadgets. So if he couldn’t enhance the picture, he would. My mom went back to him, looking flustered, thinking about how to get out of this situation. While mom thought of ways to make him leave, Athul had come out of the washroom and was now in my mom’s bedroom.“You want to have it in your hands?” Athul asked my mother, teasingly, stroking his cock. He was enjoying having his friend’s mother in an uneasy situation, and his cock was really hard and erect now.My mom did not know what to do or what to say. She felt wetness in her pussy and knew she was. It was Friday evening and three hundred and twelve feet deep before they found a good flow of water.It was actually the owner and his crew who drilled the well. While speaking to him I learned that water was a very precious commodity in this area. He said farmers as well as some businesses would pay to have water delivered. I told him water seemed to be plentiful on the southern part of the ranch and he asked if he could do some testing. I agreed and he said he would begin the testing on. Seeing Jayasree's jovial face, and having her naked body in his hold, Raj started to get aroused again. Then sitting straight on the bed and holding both her feet in each hand, he spread them to the maximum and exposing her lovely cunt, he lifted Jayasree up till her hot moist cunt came right in front of his eyes and staring at her beautiful cuntlips covered slightly with wet black hair he felt his cock pulsate and his juices stir up. This sight was so enthralling that he brought his face down.