His kurta blew up due to the wind and his penis was out of his pajamas, it confirmed what he wanted from me. Since I have not thought about sex for a ...ong time due to the new surroundings, his penis made me think about my physical needs. From that time, I too made my skin visible for him. I used to pull my nighty up till my knees and tie the knot at my waist when I go up to dry my clothes, and sometimes when I’m in saree, I slide my pallu ajar and not care about the wet blouse.But those are not. He was slow in preparing himself, slow and meticulous. Maybe if he had waited for a full erection things would have gone more smoothly. Still, eventually he managed to cloak his semi hard cock in its rubber sheath and he turned his attention to my wife. He took a hold of both her ankles. Then separating her legs, he turned to face her. Her thighs parted just enough so that he could see her cute slit. He inhaled deeply in response, a rare show of passion as his hands explored their way up her. He had my pic, I was dressed, never showed my assets, always maked slaves wait, earn the right to view my superior being. The boy was wimpy, looked seventeen, made him show me his ID, no chances with underaged shit, at least online, to many scams, he was 22, tiny boy, toy boy. He was nervous and excited, licking his ruby red lips, a little sweat on his brow, his voice sexy girly, the way he looked into my eyes, needy, his soul begging me to give him what he craved, who was I to deny him. He. They look lovely..."I was afraid of my juices seeping out and wetting my hot pants since I was not wearing any panties. And my father's mouth was very close, almost touching my vagina! And he was licking his lips!Just then mom came to my rescue, "That's enough... come, let's have dinner early today so that you two can start your goodnight kiss early."Reluctantly dad got up. I looked at his crotch. The bulge was very huge, much bigger than before. Oh dad... you look good! I liked his cock.Dad.