I was so happy and so horny. About 3 hours were still left for us to reach to Jaipur and I wanted these 3 hours to be wet and sticky by my in his mout... or his in mine. Either way, I would love it. Then, in the darkness of that dark winter night, we started smooching passionately and smoothly without touching each other with our hands. Then he opened his eyes and saw me looking at him while smooching. He shifted a bit towards my side and held my face like a guy would do his girl. We smooched,. I found the opening and flowed through. The walls and ceiling were not as bright as father's but the shapes were just as beautiful. I compared Mom's language to the sample I now had. I found portions of hers much larger and complete but not the same in shape. I took a sample of hers too. General knowledge of how her life worked looked interesting, this was worth investigating. I found morals, they were interesting but I didn't think they would be useful yet. Mother knew that they were necessary. " She leans back, took off her thong and opened her legs wide. I took off my shirt and kissed her legs down from her calf to her thigh, then I did that with the other leg. She was biting her lip so I took off her tank top and bra squeezed those tis while kissing her. I sucked on her nipples, which were pierced. I took a risk and slapped her boob, she screamed a little but the loom on her face said she liked it. I then went down to her pussy which was soaking wet now. I put two fingers in and. She had that coltish like appearance, lean supple and strong, fit and in charge of her self. Taking a seat next to her she turned her head and smiled at me then returned to her task of banging at the keys. Her blouse fit her well; through a gap, I saw a white lace bra and what was the swelling of a firm size 32C bust. Her hands were strong but neat, well manicured and her left hand was gracing a plain wedding band set. “Frustrated with your notebook?” I asked She just smiled and continued.