We locked her door and went to our home. Mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Uma gave her the curry box and said akka, I have prepared dinner for...bujji also at home. He will eat with me there. She also said akka, bujji wants to sleep at my house today, he wants to watch geetanjali movie it seems. I was shocked to hear this. I was like what the fuck as mom doesnt know anything she didnt take much time to give me permission to sleep as I used to sleep in Uma auntys house many times in the. All three of them made a small fortune in tips that weekend. Our income doubled in one week!!! Towards the end of the summer I left town for a week. When I got back I was anxious to see how things were going on a typical Friday night. Well!!!!!! my jaws dropped to the floor when I Susan parading around the bar in a thong bikini and the skimpiest bikini top I have ever seen. You could see the crevice of her young pussy through the cloth of her thong. On the buttocks of her thong was embroidered. Again Caitlin’s interpretation of the school dress-code annoyed her; she was quite sure that wasn’t the blouse she had been wearing when she left the house that morning. She stared at her child’s breasts stretching the white cotton and was positive that the item of clothing had been ear-marked the previous year to go to the charity shop. Not only was it at least a size too small, Anna knew that her daughter had progressed to B34 bra size, fractionally larger than her own B32. The buttons. Glancing back down I said ‘are you going to make it cum?’ ‘Hmmm maybe’ he replied. Then returned the question to me. Looking down at myself I realised I had been u*********sly stroking myself too as we chatted. The only difference was his cock was laying in the palm of his hand as he stroked and I was just rubbing mine with my thumb and forefinger, I realised it hadn’t grown at all even with the rubbing. I shrugged my shoulders indicating maybe then looked at my watch. It was only 6-20 but I.