"Now what?" he asked himself. His mom was quieter now without the vibrator in her pussy. Steve set the camera down and took a deep breath. Shaking a l...ttle, he stroked his mom's pussy lips from top to bottom. Her pussy was warm, wet and sticky. As he stroked it again his mom gave a deep groan. She shifted her hips and repeated in a low, husky voice, "Fuck meeeee."Steve suddenly felt like he was burning up and shed his t-shirt. It was soaked with sweat. He stood there, wearing only his jock. She was wearing the same black saree with silver and red border and the yellow blouse. Just as I entered, I saw her two kids playing inside the house. I was under the impression that only her younger would be at home and the elder one would be at school, but only after seeing them I realized it was summer vacation. I sat down and Jayashree went inside the kitchen. It was a duplex house with an inner staircase. She asked me something from inside and I got up and went to the kitchen to see what. On a first date or the first few months of a new relationship you consciously work to impress. You go out of your way to be charming and witty. You want to sweep them off their feet.It's hard to 'just be yourself' when you are working to impress someone.I think it's the uncertainty. The butterflies wondering where the night will end up, or whether there is a chance that the relationship will be consummated. The tension of trying to discover more about the person you are with and whether you are. Kissing it… sucking your lobe.. kissing down onto your neck, your collar bone.. My hands lacing around your waist on the smooth fabric of your dress… Lucy: I writhe against your touch… the sexual excitement building in my tummy.. I reach down to pull at my dress.. exposing my legs.. needing to feel you touch my bare skin.. I rub my legs together, smooth skin sliding… Tyson: I rest my hand on your knee and slowly slide it up a little and then back.. pushing your dress up higher when I slide up.