“French kissing?” she asked, and then immediately felt like an idiot because of course that was what he was talking about. “With our mouths open...and using our tongues?” Again, she felt stupid. What the hell else did “French kissing” mean?Paul was nodding like a bobble-head doll. “Yes, yes exactly,” he told her. “Now, I don’t know if we’ll like it, I mean it sounds a little gross, but if we don’t like it we never have to do it again. OK, never mind it was a dumb idea I’m sorry I said. This happened to me when we used to stay in Mumbai and my aunt used to stay in Surat…from Mumbai to Surat the distance is just about 6 – 7 hours through train…we always used to visit her every 3 months with all of us. Let me tell you about our family…we are 4 member my parents and my younger brother. One day my uncle met with an accident and we had to hurry to Surat to see him…dad was not in town and my brother had an exam so it left only me and my mom. I was about 22 years old then and my mom. In her broken english she asked me if im into pissing i told her that was the first time i ever seen a girl piss she said she allways had a thing for piss then she squated down again reached for my zipper pulled it out said oh baby your fucking hard she jerked it for a sec then said i got to go again then it started to drip slowly then a bit faster into a stream her thick pussy hair soaked i started to jerk it she said umm baby i want some of that dick in me in a min but first im get my self. I just continued to hold her ass and suck her nipples while she came until she let out a sigh while sitting still, my cock still buried deep inside her. I looked up to see her smiling down at me, then she started to move off of my cock while telling me to sit up on the seat I was leaning against. I moved up and she stayed on her knees, positioning herself in front of me and taking my slippery cock in her hand after sliding my pants and underwear down to my ankles. She stroked it a few times.