I was feeling nervous. What the hell was I doing? Going off with a perfect stranger, OK, so she was only nearly perfect. Goodness knows she was so sex... . . . I have to stop this line of thinking; this is what got me in trouble the last time I left a bar with a stranger. That certainly turned out bad.She opened the door for me and without a thought to my own car--I slid in. Her car fit tight, like a leather glove. Surprisingly, there was enough legroom, one reason I usually avoid sporty models.. " I stammered"You were just being a boy. I understand" she interrupted.I squirmed in the driver's seat as my cock was in full erection. She rolled down the window and exhaled her Marlboro light smoke. I drove home at the speed limit, as I wanted this ride to last as long as possible.As we pulled in the garage I looked at my mom and said "Mom, I'm sorry about before. I didn't mean to stare as I did" That's ok Steve. I get it all the time. I don't mind. You're 18. You're supposed to be interested. You are moaning and gyrating your hips, I must have you, so I lead you over to the sofa where you put your knees on the seat and your breasts against the back of the couch. Your triangle of blue is exposed to me and I feel like a kid in a candy store with unlimited credit. I kiss your pussy through your thong and get my first taste of your love juices, it is driving me wild and my manhood is so hard that I feel I might tear my skin! I put my tongue on the edge of your panties and pull them to. Then Paree said I can’t believe you people are so free. Then this kind of discussion continued freely for quite some time. Finally Manu said, mumma, can I and Paree sleep with Sanjay tonight and you sleep with Praveen. Mamata said, I am fine, as you wish. Paree was looking at them with wide open eyes but she didn’t say anything.Then we went to our respective rooms as per sleeping arrangements. We three were in one room and Praveen and Mamata in another room. You can easily imagine that Mamata.