He turned over on the bed. I had a perfect view of mom's cunt and tits. She straddle dad and started the session back up. I could hear my dad sayin... something to mom but could not make out the words. I watched until dad shot his load. My got off and a big glob of cum ran out of her pussy plopped onto dads balls. Mom laid down and I made a hasty retreat to my room. I stripped off and knew I would not last long but I also knew this would be a two fisted night. I laid down and normally I. I think she knew this but didn’t seem bothered, after about twenty minutes she asked to use the bathroom, sitting back down I noticed she had pulled her skirt up a little higher than before.We played on for another ten minutes or so, then as I was getting us another drink, behind my back she unfastened a couple of buttons on her school shirt, sitting down my eyes were drawn to this fact, she had also pulled her skirt higher and I could see she was no longer wearing any knickers. We made a few. All her roommates are also her colleagues and they all speak Bengali. So she hasn’t been able to get close to any of her flatmates. I asked her why she doesn’t travel back to Chennai every weekend. She told it’s tiring to travel every weekend. She travels back once a month. I had started to believe that she is genuine and I just got lucky today ;) my greedy mind thought of the Bengali girls. He he he.. I did tell her I can understand Bengali as I have worked for 2 years in Kolkata. But this. She keeps muffling things and her eyes are teared up. She's fully spread eagle in the center of the bed, stretched in all four directions as far as she can go. Soft, light pink pajamas, snowflake pattern on them, so pure. For now."There we're all done. Now we have some time before daddy gets back, so you're gonna make mommy cum on your face, ok baby?" I don't wait for a response. I crawl on top of her as she mumbles and begins struggling at the straps. Straddling her in cowgirl position, I sit.