A sudden flash of lightning made the boy hug her close. His young face nestled in her breasts. She had placed her arm over him, holding him closely,... motherly instinct working even asleep. A nipple brushed against his lips. He held her tightly as the storm continued. Soon, he slept in her arms.Helen felt something vaguely familiar. Something exciting, yet she could not place the feeling. Her sleepy mind slowly stirred and she felt the sensation strongly. Edward was sucking her tit! She. Such an affront to the male psyche, such effort for him to spit the words out, but also such a true example of his devotion to serving her. That tingle between her legs was starting again, and was becoming hard to ignore.She took the few steps over to her dressing table.“I see, well let’s just deal with that right now. Shall we?” Pulling out the dressing table stool slightly she sat herself down and patted her lap with the brush. “Over!” He sprang from kneeling before her to laying across her. Then I again started to eat her boobs she was making my cock ready by giving hand job and we where simultaneously smooching sometimes then my cock was ready once again and I asked her shall I fuck you here itself then she said ohh yes I want this for a long time then I took condom out and wore it made her to lay down on the floor there itself it was clean then I lifted her saree and when into missionary position and she took my dick in her hand and guided me inside her it was pretty tight and. Court grabbed my hand and we went out on the dance floor. We were drunk and dancing seductively with each other which was drawing plenty of male attention. I normally wasn’t one to make such a spectacle but I was enjoying the attention. It was feeding my confidence. “I’m going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back,” Courtney whispered in my ear. The guys gawked at her as she made her way through them. Back on the dance floor, I was surrounded by a school of sharks. Admiring men watching me.