I had folded my hands and thru the tip of my elbow I was touching her boobs.I could feel the firmness of the boob inside the saree.She was dredging an... her breath increased pace.I took some courage and put my hand in her shoulder-she took my hand inside her saree and covered thru her saree pallu. Now I was slowly exploring her beautiful boobs above the blouse.I unhooked first two hooks and bra.It was difficult with one hand but she helped.Now I firmly squeezed both melons and rotated the. They saw two empty tables. As they moved further inside, they saw two more tables parallel to the earlier ones. They saw a man and woman having sex on one of the tables.The woman was older, probably in her early 50’s. The guy was much younger possible in his mid-twenties. The woman was on the table with her legs wide open with her saree up to her waist. The guy had his pants down and was banging her.As soon as they saw Rahul and Gayatri, the woman pushed him away and went inside the kitchen.. She had bathed him, changed his diapers, and rocked him to sleep at night. Now he had witnessed her engaged in a sex act with a stranger. It wasn't something a son was supposed to ever witness. Yet, in spite of his revulsion, his penis pulsed in his pants. As he sat silently in his car, he wondered what to do and where to go. He was angry, embarrassed, confused, and yes, still excited. He felt guilty that he had spied on his mother... yet she had no right to do what she had done... what she was. "Oh no," he said. "I'm not taking anything. People need to help when they can." You are so kind. At least, let me treat you to lunch." Now that I can do, I'm starving!" he replied."There's a station with a diner where I stop sometimes about fifteen miles ahead. Why don't you follow me and we can stop there."On the way, Tammy had time to reflect over the last hour. God, she didn't even know his name! She did know he was black, extremely nice, good-looking with muscular arms and a small.