As his tip is at my entrance I kiss him deeply, and as I slowly slide down onto his cock, slowly moving feeling him stretch my pussy. I pull of the bl...indfold so he can see my face as I take all of him. We both moan. I sit there with him all the way inside of me just for a moment before I start to move at a slow and steady pace, riding him. I feel him stretching me as I go down each time. “Daddy your cock feels good inside me!” I gasp between breaths as I slam back down onto his cock again and. She began to giggle and whispered, “Arjun darling, you are still very naughty” and stroked my groin with her hand. I was alarmed. She was thinking that I was dad!In a single move, she rolled on top of me and gave a mouth to mouth kiss. Her groin was pressed against my dick and my hands grabbed her fat ass. I squeezed and pulled her closer.Mom sat on top of my dick and threw away her saree. She was wearing only bra and panties and began grinding against my dick. She was also moaning. I could not. We talked some more both apologising repeatedly for our linguistic limitations, though my apologies were the more merited as I was on a flight that started and finished in a country that spoke her language. As the lights were dimmed and the plane quietened we stopped talking tried to sleep, our bodies, or at least our arms, pushing on each other. The ostensibly innocuous pressure from that aroused me so much that I had, in the interest of decency, to loosely place a blanket over myself. Soon. Therefore she accepted the proffered glass of wine without suspicion."Precipice," Wilson said softly, uncertain if the word would still trigger the mindless response he wanted. He need not have worried. The mixed dose of drugs he'd given earlier combined with the added amount in the wine and enhanced by the sexual frustration the libidinous, young woman was experiencing produced a state of mind (or mindlessness) that left her completely at the not-so-tender mercy of the unprincipled.