Suddenly, mom spotted a bush moving some distance ahead of us. So we went to explore it. Once we came to a clearing, we had a good view of what was ha...pening behind the bush.A young boy who was about my age and an older woman were fucking hard behind the bushes. The boy had pulled down his pant till his knees and the woman had hiked up her saree above her waist.The woman’s blouse was open and the boy was happily sucking on her breasts. She was enjoying the young boy pounding her mature pussy. Ayesha hugged Pratima tightly and gave a small peck of a kiss on her cheek. Pratima blushed with her cheeks shining and walked into the room.They started talking on random normal topics. While they were speaking, sitting opposite each other, Ayesha was looking into the eyes of Pratima and then her lips. Pratima was blushing non-stop and peeked into the eyes of Ayesha.Pratima was moistening her dry lips now and then with her tongue and pressing both the lips in a naughty appealing manner. The. She had seriously considered his question but had genuinely felt that he already satisfied her generously each time. ‘Perhaps it was him, who was bored or unsatisfied with their lovemaking?’ she mused, and that thought, niggling away at her, had become the reason she disliked the questions that now always seemed to follow their sessions. The moment had arrived. She couldn’t bear it any more. “Are you satisfied?” she asked hoping that the one simple question would be enough to alleviate her. If you think that sounds Irish, you would be right. Im as American Irish as you can imagine. I have the thick honey accented red hair to prove it. Im medium height as women in my family go (5, 5) and while I have smallish breasts, my amble ass and shapely legs make up for it. Im the youngest of five children, the only one not married at 32, which gives my Irish mother no end of worries. I havent told my mom yet but Im not likely to get married. You see I like children too much. Thats one of the.