The other two took longer and more work and were less intense, but still beautiful. As for me, I could only watch, spellbound, unable to move, fightin... for breath until, eventually, she collapsed, sprawled on the couch, the sound of porn still playing in the background.Eventually she found the energy to struggle off the couch and down the hall to her bedroom, looking almost drunk with satisfaction and bliss. I watched her go, too spent to do more than that. Looking around her now empty living. ”After a few seconds, “I’m sorry I am craving for a woman’s touch. Let’s make a deal. Let me fuck you once if I can’t satisfy you I will never show you my face again, deal?” Mom said, “This is wrong.”He said, “What is wrong? I also knew you are craving for a man’s touch and I am craving for a woman’s touch. Maybe we can satisfy each other. One chance.” While talking he inserted his finger into her saree, petticoat reached her pussy and rubbed her so in such a weak moment.Mom replied, “Ok.” He. She started to breathe heavily. I could see her closing her eyes and rolling up due to pleasure.She was resting her head on the backrest of the sofa when I was exploring her hips and tummy. Then I am Ram looked at each other and gave a smile. Slowly I dropped her pallu and massaged her boobs over her blouse. Her breathing increased slowly.I took her hands and placed them over my pants, and told her to squeeze my dick. She obeyed as I said, and Ram was looking at our acts. I made her stand up. " That's fine, we can go there (relieved it was a trans friendly place), Ryan has taken me there before, it's a fun place." Alright then, let's go."He took my hand and helped me up, only then noticing my height. I was already tall, and in my four inch heels I was well over 6', which gave me about 4 inches on him. He looked at me somewhat quizzically for a second, but then helped me with my jacket and led me down to his car.At the bar we got to know each other a little, me using Ryan's life as.