He was a Maharashtrian, but the way he started speaking made me interested in him.He could talk to me, and we had started chatting a lot with each oth...er. He was a Mumbai guy but shifted to Pune for work. He stayed with his 50-year-old mother only as his parents were divorced for years now.Now let me describe them. Sumit he was a dusky guy, 5’7″, a good athletic physique, working for an IT company. His mother, Revati, was a voluptuous female. Though 50 years old, she looked not more than 40.. I provided a few benches here and there for people to rest their legs.The clover field behind us thrived into a dark-green mat of foliage. We began cutting slices of it for other clover fields. They all seemed washed-out in comparison to our seeded field.I remembered to check on my experiment. I got a lesson in the will and way of the forest. I found a wide, dark green glade surrounded by enormous trees that hadn't been there when I seeded that mean, bare scraggly patch of ground. The ground. Thompson I remembered again, not the whore I just fucked and sodomized in her kitchen. "Remember you boys have fun, but keep some cum for me. I'll try to talk to your mom, see if you can do some "chores" for me while my husbands at work, or on business." She says, as she pulls her lunch from the refriderator and places it in her pack. "You guys know where the sodas, chips, and everything are right?" Having always asked us this before she leaves. "Yeah, we're good, thanks Mrs. Thompson." Then. But I was jealous we did have a little apartment though like a kitchen a living room bedroom combo and a bathroom. 2 pull out couches but with one pulled out the other one stayed in we settled in for bed. I now think she planned on fucking him no matter what I did or said. She got down to her undies and bra walking around before bed like a hour me getting more and more jealous but oddly harder and harder than ever before. Huh what is going on this is odd but hot him rubbing her butt in sneak.