I moved Rakesh to stand in front of Rakshitha next to the king-sized bed. I stood behind Rakshitha and bent her to a doggy. I signaled Rakesh to offer... his dick into Rakshitha’s mouth.I parted the legs of Rakshitha. I drenched my hand with saliva and massaged her drenching wet pussy. I pressed the bean clitoris from behind with my thumb and rubbed the pussy with my fingers. I then dug my face between her ass cheeks.I parted the pussy lips with my fingers and moved the tip of my tongue through. I was standing in the hall waiting on my mom to come down the stairs so we could head off to the parents evening. As she walked down the stairs my cock got stiff, she was wearing a skin tight skirt emphasising her fat ass and a tight fitting sleeveless shirt which showed a bit of cleavage, her tits jiggled as she walked down the stairs. I had to pretend to scratch my leg to head the rock in my pants, “ready darling?” mom asked “yep” I replied, I let my mom walk out the door first to get a. My gaze was transfixed on her!She then turned away and said 'now where did I put my pantie girdle? Oh here it is'. She then opened her white pantie girdle out, stepped in with her left leg then her right and started to pull the tight girdle over her big thighs. She really started to struggle and said 'God either I'm getting fatter or these have shrunk, they're getting too tight for me. What do you think son, should I get some new pantie girdles today? Do you think I've gained weight?'I. But soon, they became increasingly suggestive, then progressing to become downright explicit in sexual context.I “confessed” to her that I had a suspicion that communicating with her had affected me greatly. My conclusion was that she had caused me to suffer from satyriasis. She had created in me the uncontrollable urges and wantonness of a “male nymphomaniac.”Her response was that she would be very pleased to “take care” of whatever carnal lusting she had caused me. She said that, we should.