Let us take him to the bedroom and I was looking into her breast and she now saw d buttons are open and she started to hook the nighty. I said sorry, ...ut she smiled and said its okay to me and then we two went to him and in d process of lifting him I brushed her breasts couple of times and after making him lie on the bed I was about to leave and because of the alcohol I got courage as all drinkers know and I asked Sona in a soft voice. Shall I touch your breast once? She was stunned by the. I moved the end table slightly and was able to sit on it staring directly between my mothers legs. I gently nudged them apart and now could plainly see her mound pressing against the smooth fabric. I again tried to pull her panties away from her pubic area but discovered that it was even more difficult in this new position then the last. Now I was upset with myself. The crushing defeat of all the rough things in my life caused me to totally loose my good judgment."Fuck it" I said to myself yet. Think about it. Age ten to age fifteen. That's a huge difference; one's a kid and the other is a young adult. But think about it like this. Ages twenty-one and twenty-six. It really doesn't sound that bad. When I was younger I would look at my brother's friends as babies. They were nothing to me but as I started getting older they started becoming hotter and they were no longer my baby brother's friends. They were hot teenage boys who were constantly horny hanging around a house with a hot. Rittu told me not to worry as they would be decent in front of her.I knew something fishy was going on as I did not expect this kind of reply from her.Next day I gave a call to them and invited them for dinner around 8 pm..Rittu was wearing a black saree with her navel exposed and she was looking damm gorgeous with tight bra as her boobs wanted to ozze out of her tight blouse.As the doorbell rang I opened the door and there were my two old friends standing.We greeted each other and and I told.