"Sure, you'll be the first to see them other than Jack, of course. Just a second, I'll get them." And she hurried off into the bedroom. I took a long ...look at the couch and remembered how she'd handled my dick so lovingly that night.Then she was back holding a packet of photos. She handed them to me, saying, "Now, this first one shows me before the operation. For your information I was an asymmetric 32AA. A real Olive Oil." Hey, I liked them well enough," but I saw what she meant. Although both. Mom said “you have made me so wet” listening to this dad smiled and said “yeah I can taste it.” Dad was licking mom’s pussy and then inserted 2 of his fingers into it and starter fingering her. Mom started to moan “ahhhh ahhaha ahahah ahahah ummm aaaaa aaaa ahahha aaaaaa ahaha”. Mom pulled dad’s hair and brought him up on her body and then made dad lay flat on his back and mom went down on his body and unbuttoned his trouser and took his dick out. Mom said “Kamal you are so hard already.” Dad. As I'm laying in bed that night trying to get to sleep I reply the moment in my head. At the time, it just felt awkward to me, but I find myself reminiscing about it and what would have transpired if I'd have acted differently and not brushed him off. I don't call him or come by for a few days. Stocking up on basics likes socks and t-shirts at K-mart, I pass the swimsuit section and see a rack of speedos and stops me in my tracks. I glance around to see if anyone is looking and then try to act. ‘Sameer dada (elder brother)! How are you! My God, it’s been so long since I last saw you. Where is Swati tai (elder sister)?’ Kirti gushed enthusiastically. She was genuinely happy to see me. ‘Oh, Swati was busy in the kitchen. I think she is getting dressed now.’ I said smoothly and proffered her a little gift that I had brought. Soon, we were chatting away thirteen to the dozen, bringing each other up to date with happenings in our lives. She had absolutely no idea of what had happened.