“You really are a big boy aren’t you?” Using my other hand, I reached round and tried tugging at his belt. That we were in a public place and co...ld be discovered at any moment just made things hotter for me. Eventually I unbuckled his belt and pushed both his trousers and briefs over his splendid erection. I threw caution to the wind. I moved in front of him, grasping the magnificent manhood in my hand and looked up at him. With my free hand I reached up and pulled his head towards mine. Our. Sunita and Jyoti stopped to look. We caught up with them. All of us looked at the astounding sight. We were mesmerized by the view. That certainly was the nature at its best. When we began to walk up further, suddenly, my wife Sunita said, “I am tired. My legs are paining. I need to sit for a while. Can we rest here for a few minutes?” The Colonel had a first aid kit. I asked the Colonel if we could walk a few steps down and watch the nature more closely, whilst he applied ointment to Sunita’s. I used to take off my pants in the evening, and after some time she would take my dick and play with it. She used to fondle my balls and hold my dick in her hand. Sometimes she would even give it a little kiss. She didn't do it a lot though, she would play for about five minutes and then I would just go off to bed.Well, that summer I was thirteen. At that time I knew a bit about sex, but well I still didn't think about mum when i wanked off. My dick was already quite hard so she played with me. Plus, due to my upbringing, I was afraid that I was going to be struck by lightning or something. I was still under the impression that good girls didn't do that kind of thing. I did love the feeling of inserting a tampon, though. And even though I had almost done everything under the sun with the first guy I had ever fucked, I never got around to the masturbation process. But, on this particular morning, I felt like getting a little dirty. The urge to touch myself hit out of nowhere and I knew.