I found that the border of her saree was exactly was on her navel and it was ready to reveal her secret left boob. “You also take….some chips….....�� He offered the glass of cold coffee to her.“No sir…its Ok.….” My Didi refused and moved away backwards from him. “You have to…..” He held my Didi’s left hand and pulled her towards him. What’s happening here…..I was blank.As my Didi tried to leave from his grip…his hand slipped from her hand to her left boob. My Didi shocked…like me. Keshav’s hand was. She stroked it up and down. This caused Billy to squirm. The feeling of his mother's hand pumping his dick felt good. He couldn't talk because of the meds, but he knew the handjob from him mom felt good. She kept the same pace up, just admiring how her son looked. She knew he could go all night. Kim knew what to do. She stood up from the bed, letting go of his cock as she did this. It plopped down into his stomach. She took off her bra. She noticed her nipples were rock hard. They almost ached. I am writing this having just got back home south of Birmingham after a week in the Lake District. A week that thanks to Bill and Margaret has changed my life.My wife, Sue, and me went up to the Lakes as a last ditch effort to save our marriage. We still loved each other but after five years it had all become a bit boring. Our sex life was non-existent and it seemed we only ever talked about bills and shopping and the price of petrol. We had never been that sexually active, which until this. Many times I would ask you to go get me something to drink, just to cause you embarrassment. You also tried to 'catch' me undressing or stepping out of the shower. And how about the times you hid outside my bedroom window or the time you spied on me from inside my closet! You made so much noise I had a hard time not laughing. I'm sorry I did that to you back then, but at the time, I enjoyed knowing how much my legs aroused you and since you kept coming back for more...it couldn't have been too.