Carlos had his arm draped across my shoulders, mine was wrapped around his waist. We talked about a wide range of subjects, but mostly Carlos told me ...bout his family and his mother’s struggle to survive with her little shop against the competition of the supermarkets that were popping up like mushrooms in the adjacent towns. As we strolled further and further away from the village, along the wet sand, with the waves lapping over our bare feet, a feeling of contentment came over me, that I had. During the whole party Ambika kept an eye for me.Her milky thighs with perfect bulge on ass and boobs was making me hard down.I tried to control it.At the end we all were tired,drunk and sleepy.My Gf was hell tired as we had to clean the mess after the party. She fell off to sleep as we had to leave back for Mumbai early morning. We slept in bedroom in same sequence me,my gf and then Ambika.As soon as my gf hit the bed she slept. I was horny and was imagining Ambika, i wanted to have her. We. Tyrone felt like his balls were in a vice; they were tight and achy. The head of his throbbing member tingled now that it was exposed. “Let me check under here,” Audrey said, licking her finger and running it under the lad’s corona. “It’s very important to keep it clean inside your foreskin.” The contact on the most sensitive part of his organ caused his hips to thrust forward. Audrey still held the steel hard shaft in her left hand tightly enough to fully retract the skin. The other. In my bathrobe as I walked across the kitchen and stand next to my mother sitting there talking with our neighbor. Without a word mom opens my rope, leans in and starts sucking my cock as if it was just something she did all the time. Just like she does with her son and husband. As mom is sucking me off I asked why don’t your son or your husband ever fuck you? I mean I fuck my mother almost every chance I can, I enjoy that activity with her. Karen sits her tea down watching my mother deep.