Sometimes I saw the same young man leave the house. Hilda said it was her brother checking to see if she was okay. Most times, Margit was with a "frie...d," and we were free to enjoy each other's bodies without distractions, except on one occasion. One afternoon I was deep in Hilda's cunt with her legs resting on my shoulders when her brother, walked in. He quickly turned to leave saying, "Entschuldigen Sie mich ," excuse me, and walked out. Hilda said not to worry; he understands. The Army. She looked good for a fifty year old woman. She was tanned except for bikini lines, a little plump with nice big boobs and large brown nipple’s. She had a perfect round ass and a nice brown bush covering her pussy. Her long brown hair was curly and she had a pretty face even though she wore to much make up. She stopped in front of her son and dropped to her knee’s again. She took her son’s big 10 inch cock in both hands and began stroking it. As she stroked it, she looked up at him like a proud. I was recently in Bangalore for a few days. I had no pressing things to do and hence was really bored. I was looking something fun to do. That was when one of my Indian Sex Stories readers emailed me( This can be you, :). Mail me if you think if you are smart and sexy. Smartness is mandatory.Mail me at (speed of light decimal, if you notice :P )). So this was this cool lady in her mid 20-s. She introduced herself as sapiosexual, and hence I had to flaunt my intellect. She emailed me around. She released a flood that mixed with my own, and our combined fluids leaked from the sides of her cunt as our sexes pulsed in time and unleashed their juices. It probably didn’t last more than a minute when we peaked, but that had to be the most intense minute of my entire life. We still had our hands clenched together while we rode our pleasure wave, and maintained the contact as the thrills passed through our bodies before slowly subsiding.When I started to regain control of my senses I.