The only different being, she was not into it sexually until.I was really not sure how long they were going to continue and remained behind the bushes...trying hard not to touch myself. But then aunty returned to the scene and seeking the opportunity I too reappeared. Joshi aunty gave a puzzled look to Richa who was little embarrassed realizing that she had shirt folded and upper 3 buttons undone. She quickly started adjusting her get up. “Trying her to be a model?” aunty asked uncle as she. She told “no problem water bottle or something may be required for the kid”.As I was reading a novel on my phone, I used read sometime and talk sometime with the kid. After around one and half hour, we reached Mandya and the kid was sleeping. I started small talks with the old man sitting next to madam. He was very funny and was making funny comments on vada sellers, agriculture and so many things. With that conversations opened up and were commenting on certain issues. That time I started. Yes, she must be interested in sex that was my calculation. Thinking this way, I placed the tape on cot and kept my hand on her shoulder. She was looking in the mirror.Sliding down I contoured her sleeve along the hand and then took my hand to her back, which was bare except for the noodle strap of the bra. She was still looking at the huge mirror. With other hand, I turned her to me holding her chin and she raised her face closing her eyes. That was a perfect invitation and consent. Nearing. Hestirredfrom his sleep, slowly opening his eyes. The first thing he saw wasmum's partedlegs with my hand inside her tiny, wet knickers. He watched intently as mum reacheddownand undid my shorts revealing my hard cock. It sprang up between herlegs andshe grasped it around the base. Mom guided the throbbing head towardsher pussyand with her juices and my precum to lubricate, she massaged her clitwith thehead of my dick. I moved my hand to cup her breast and could feel herhardenednipples through.