Either she didn't know she could be seen or she didn't care. Today I had stripped down and I was naked with a boner and ready for her. She did not fai... me. She started her usual jumping jacks and her tits were bouncing up and down and my hand was stroking up and down my cock. I did not cum fast. I was ready for the second act. She would always turn away from the window when she did her toe touching with her legs spread wide and her ass hole winking at me. I loved the look of pussy from behind. Riya felt ecstatic with it and cried low – ‘Oh dear!’ He then latched onto her nipple and started sucking it. A few drops started flowing out.He hungrily sucked and used his left hand to fondle her free breast. One nipple was getting pressed between his lips while the other was getting crushed between his thumb and forefinger. Riya was pulling his hair with her fingers. Her right leg had circled his right leg and was pulling it onto her.She felt a twitch in her skin between her inner thighs. He. “Hell just slip in where you want, Miss.”“Right!” I agreed.I done my homework for school and then I went round the boys, they was spent so I took a little bowl and milked their cocks to make sure they was right empty and finally I went up to Elmer Sherman’s room.“Untie me.” I said, “I want your babies.”His prick reared up like the Quatanabee Creek lifting bridge, “Hell you stupid bitch tying your boobs don’t stop babies.”“The boys don’t know that.” I telled him, as I slipped the knots, “And I. “Go get the table ready.” She said, still laughing.Neither of us could concentrate at dinner. We were both giggling and making awkward small talk like teenagers. Even after dinner, sitting cross-legged next to mom chanting the mantra that the Swamiji had taught us, I was restless and handsy with mom. “Stop it!” mom said, hiding her smile. By the time we were done, I had a raging hardon that was I shamelessly brandishing to mom.Once mom was done chanting, I pulled her close and started to kiss.