"We can sit over here, Mom," a female voice said from the other entrance.Curious, Jonathan turned around and looked to see who had spoken so casually ...and in his opinion, so overly loud in this hallowed hall). A very pretty brunette was sitting down and smiling at her blond companion – obviously her mother, from what she'd just said.Their eyes met and time stopped.'Jonathan?' he heard his mother's voice echo in his head. Then tears were rushing down the blond woman's face."Mom, what's wrong?". I caress her ear at first l, then nibble a little. I slowly move my hand over her breasts, reaching into her shirt to feel them. Her breasts felt amazing, soft and firm, with her nipples standing up. I lift her shirt up and trace around her stomach, paying special attention to just above her belt line. I tease her and slowly, slowly move my hand down her pants. She was smoothe, as in just shaved smooth. Was she planning all along?I trace just above her clit, and hear her breathing intensify. I. I didnt know about the rest of conversation . In the evening I reached home to get ready for the dinner. My wife had already made food for my parents and had made our son ready. She had put on a bule chiffon saree with matching sleeveless blouse and light make up. She was looking great and after shower I couldn’t control myself and had a round of blow job and sex. I urged her to keep her hair open too.We reached Ma’am residence at around 9 . There were around 20 other staffs and their spouses.. Her hand stroked the base. ‘Tell me how much you like it.’ She pulled it out, stroking him, rubbing the head on her face. ‘Oh, baby, I love sucking your cock! I want to feel it, all hard and hot in my mouth,’ she cooed to the camera, and opened wide, and lowered her head over the top, slowly pushing her face down, as far as she could take it, then pushed a little until she gagged, all the while staring into the camera at him. She pulled back when she choked herself, her eyes tearing a little..