" answered Babbs at a loss to say much else. "Thank you. Thank you very much." "Now, let's have some fun. You ladies stay here. Come to the game room ...n a five minutes." directed Bill. Neither of the women knew what to expect. As they entered the game room they could see Bill had been joined by another man. A black man. "May I introduce you. Ann, Babbs, this is Mr. Robert. It's a bit of an odd name but we have always called him that for all the years I have known him. Ann was familiar with him. And I wanted to take mom somewhere out of India so that I could move with her as mine girlfriend and not like my mom.Speaking about mom she was lovely and in boyish terms she was a hot property (as all Kashmiri are). She had a height of 5’7” which is good for ladies but the regular workout kept her figure to desirable level for every person walking on road or seeing her in mall .She had boobs of size 34DD (which I knew when she was asking for a bra at a store) and with a slim waist and good. There was a noise from somewhere behind her."What was that?" she asked quietly. "What if someone's there?" She reached one hand back to pull her dress down, but I was still holding it up."Then maybe they'll see that amazing arse of yours, totally bare."She caught her breath. I looked at her slightly quizzically, and she blushed and looked down.I moved the palms of my hands around to the sides of her butt, still holding her dress up above her hips, resisting her efforts to cover herself.. She coughed on the first couple of drags but she got it down. She mounted me after an hour of just laying there and not saying anything. I didn't even tell her to. She took my cock in her petite hands and guided it to her pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto my shaft and began to ride me. FUCK but her pussy was TIGHT! We finished fucking and relaxing an hour later. She sheepishly asked if I would take her home. I didn't want any shit with her folks so I agreed. What the hell, I was.