.. which only seemed to turn Mom on all the more. "Grab my phone outta my jeans for me, would you, Patrick?"I stretched over to the end of bed dick an... grabbed my mom's denims while she still played with my dick. Finding her phone, I looked at it front and back, noting the camera."This is a Kodak moment, what we've got going on here," I chuckled, and Mom grinned mischievously."Something like that." Hmm. What exactly did that mean. Putting the mobile in her grasp, she got right on to fiddling. .. thank you, Phillip, thank you..."I'm not sure if it was when I woke up, or when I came to. Call it either one, I didn't care. I sat up and shook my head to clear it.Catherine was no longer in the treehouse.She was perched, naked, on a rock outcropping, maybe a foot away, and slightly higher than the surrounding railing. She was sitting on my t-shirt, reading her book, and sipping from an almost empty glass of white wine."Hello, Michael," she said in a voice so melodious, she was almost. We became good friends. We exchanged numbers. We started talking in phone. Later I came to know she is in relationship with her son. She said how they started making love and everything.i asked her to post it in ISS.I informed her that I’m coming to hyderabad. We planned for movie. She immediately said Okay.i was over excited.. As we planned we followed dress code. She was stunning in blue jeans and white t shirt. That’s the first time we are meeting. Ramya was comfortable with me. I gave a. His mind was in turmoil. She moved to the shelves and peered at the titles of his books. In doing so, her pert bottom was in his direct line of sight. Through the thin denim shorts, he could make out her panties and something else.He became aroused.She continued to go through his collection. Bobbing up and down as she scanned nonfiction, thrillers, and thick dictionaries and encyclopedias. They both loved books. It was something they shared in common in the years they knew each other during.