" "I know. I know. But jeez, it's my mother and no one wants to think about their mother having sex." I had to agree with that and I told her I knew m... mother only had sex when my sister and I were conceived. She laughed at that, then she looked up at me, and somehow I knew so I leaned over and kissed her. When I realized just what the hell I was doing, I broke the kiss and told her I was sorry for taking advantage of her. Her only reply was to put her lips back to mine and then to put her. Her blouse was deep showing plenty of cleavage and the saree wrapped tightly around her waist accentuating her ass. She looked really hot. There was no sifn of my princess as yet.I was enjoying some eye candy and waiting for my bitch to come. As she came there were talks about her. One said to another “yaar asli maal to ab aaya hai. Saali ko dekh ke hi jhad gaya main to. Chal gate pe hai abhi.” I didn’t know whom they were talking about. Another said “Bhai kya laal pari lag rahi hai yaar. Maza. I was an emancipated youth by this time so who would take me in, who would teach me something more than shooting at someone who pissed you off. And where could I get some pussy, hell I was sixteen.Actually, I never got rid of my taste for a good Saigon whore and for the next fifty plus years I would get my fill. The slut would be dressed in nylons and garters, hot pants, and vest while wearing sexy boots, and getting my cock sucked, watching her sit on my cock and after a reasonable amount of. Realizing she needs to cool down she decides to take a quick dip in the warm water, as she frolics in the ocean she finds herself in trouble and calls out, a tall stranger passing by rushes in and rescues her, takes her back to the beach and performs mouth to mouth. Realizing shes onl shaken but not hurt he sweeps her up in hs large arms and carries her to her bedroom and places her tiny limp body on the bed, she reaches up throwing her arms around him and kisses him passionately the stranger.