That really brought a smile to her face and she pressed it against me. That was good enough for me I started having a good feel of it, squeezing and r...bbing. Then the train stopped, in the tunnel. The groans went up all around me but for once I was quite happy about it. She had a loose skirt on so I gradually eased it up a bit at a time till I got to her knickers. We were so tightly packed no one could see what I was doing and I got a good feel like that. Feeling ever bolder I eased the leg of. And now I finally have you. Moms expert hand slipped between my thighs, finding my clit and pressing it with the tip of her fingers. My abdomen quivered with the sudden and unexpected intensity of the sensation. Mom chuckled in response to my involuntary reaction. Thats it. Dont fight it or force it. Just let it happen. Like Hell I will. Or so I thought at least. But my body was beyond my full control. Mom suddenly reached down with her hand, bending her fingers up and probing the. Anna’s parting words echo in my mind every waking moment.“You’ve been very good,” She said, “Now don’t contact us or we’ll never do this again,” she insisted. “Rick and I will tell you when and where this will happen again.” I still remember nodding my head in agreement to this demand but wonder now why I didn’t argue back. Why did I not say that I needed to know? Why didn’t I try something?But I didn’t, and I’m now sitting here. Waiting. Consumed with desire for my neighbours, not just Anna as. It looked sexier on her and it made her look a few years younger. Aparna was a good dresser. She always wore elegant dresses that notched her beauty one level up and never worn dresses in a flashy way to invite men to look at her assets.As we all lived together, I had got lots of opportunities to stare at my mother-in-law’s boobs and ass. I had seen her sexy curvy waist many times whenever she wore sarees.I liked her and sometimes I have been aroused by her. This led to me thinking about.