My hometown is ambajipeta a village near amalapuram in Andhra Pradesh.I visit my hometown to celebrate festivals and functions.In this story, I am goi...g to narrate an incident which took place in august 2016 with Ramesh aged about 33 years who works in our fields and he is close to our family since five years. I had a crush on him since he has been working with us but I never expressed my feelings. In August I have been to my hometown to attend the marriage of my uncle’s daughter. And yes I was. Lou stood silently while she moved from button to button, his eyes locked with hers. As she began pulling the wet cloth out of his pants, his large hands reached out and began unbuttoning the line of small bone buttons holding her dress's form fitting fabric together from waist to neck. When Lou's fingers fumbled on the second button, Mary's eyes broke contact with his for a moment, coyly looking down at the floor. Lou's hand stopped in mid-movement. He held perfectly still, breath held tightly. You always make me laugh and I couldn't hold it anymore." Although I was shocked, I was also aroused. I've always regarded women who buck the so-called polite rules of society in pursuit of their own pleasure, to be enormously sexy. Watching Mary-Jayne urinate through her knickers, was definitely in that category. Seeing me staring at her so intently, MJay grew bolder: she spread her feet wider and really let go. A powerful stream of piss splashed onto the tiled floor and my cock grew harder. I. Mom and I stopped often to sightsee and to eat. All of our motels had swimming pools and Mom had a very nice selection of bikinis. She bought them to excite Dad on the way home but they certainly excited me on the way out. To save money we only got one room with two beds so I got to see more of Mom that I ever got to see of her at home.Mom said that she always slept nude at home and I knew that. In fact I also slept nude at home and told her that. However, for the sake of modesty we both agreed.