She was also proud of her son for speaking up for himself and of course her, a lot of lads would have been cowed by H and her manner, even though, in ...eality she was in fact going to be sexual abused by to two masters a thought that grabbed her imagination. Her school-friend she knew had always wanted to do more to her, but privacy at school had been a problem, even in the convent boarding school they were at, which was very strict and where nuns caned girls at the drop of a hat, it would have. Touching her gently, she moved her head back, closed her eyes and moaned and my cock went from semi to full hard on. Leaning in, I smelled the sunscreen and sweat and the distinct aroma of arousal. In no time she was wet with excitement and I lapped at her pussy lips like Jimmy Buffet on a Margarita. My hands moved under her thighs as I held her legs up slightly, her knees parting to give me room. I began to tongue fuck her, which she loves and encircle her clitoris in a counter clock wise. I turned my hand around so that she was brushing my palm. After a minute or so I started cupping her ass as she swung by. A couple of minutes later she was still at it. What the hell I thought. The next time she swung by instead of just cupping her ass I grabbed it and held on. Imagine my surprise when she didn’t turn around and slug me. She just kept on grooving. I gave her cheeks a good hard squeeze, and for the first time she acknowledged my presence by pushing her perfect. I contacted Paarwathi secretly. I told her that Kunthi knew of her escapades with Satheesh and we would not tell it to anyone if she cooperated with us. She went white with fear, but she agreed. I called her the next day to my house. Both Kunthi and I talked to her. First we asked her to tell us all about fucking. She did. In one hour we learnt so much. It turned out that Paarwathi and Satheesh were just playing around. He was paying her handsomely. Before she left I made her lick our cunts.