I was definitely surprised that her mother looked so young. She seemed at-least 10 years younger than in the photos her daughter showed me.“You bett...r start calling her Mummy,” Namitha quickly intervened, suggesting her parents have almost said yes to our alliance. But, I only continued to feel lost.My future wife’s mother, Uma, was exactly what one would call a perfect ‘Desi MILF Aunty’. She was just the ripest woman I had seen my whole life. And, unfortunately for me, she was listed among the. I had never enjoyed ass play before but with Samantha it felt good.The best was when she washed my hair. It felt so good and sensuous that I thought that I would cry. As she rinsed my body one last time, I looked at her and as she opened her arms, I moved into them and lifted my face to hers. We kissed! Her lips were so warm and so soft. Her breath was sweet. Again we kissed only this time it was a much more passionate kiss. Samantha used her tongue to open my lips and lick at my open mouth. I. . You were ... I’m so ... Oh my!” She turned to leave, but I found my voice before she got to the door.“Kitten, you don’t need to leave. Nothing more is going to happen.” Lissa squeezed down on me again. “I think. You might as well come join us for morning coffee. You brought yourself a cup, too, didn’t you?”“Mmm ... yes? Is it okay? I didn’t mean...”“Kate that was very sweet of you,” Lissa said. “You can interrupt us anytime. We really don’t mind.”“Really? I’ve never seen anyone ... I mean. “Yesss, it was good”“I’m finished here now”We walked back to the house, my brain thinking dirty thoughts of my gran, seeing her tits and pussy all in one day. She stripped to her underwear in the porch before getting changed for tea. Gran went out after tea to cheek on the horse and I went for a shower and give my cock extra soapy attention that night. I had just started to dry myself in the bathroom, giving myself an impressive hard on again when gran came in totally naked, we stood still.