We had set off from home early, taking a picnic in our rucksacks and, as usual, a small camera. Avoiding the usual tourist hot spots, we parked off th...e road in a generally unspoilt, that is to say, quieter, area. Here we donned our walking boots, and marked the position on the GPS - it can sometimes be quite difficult to find your car amongst the trees.Perhaps I should introduce ourselves. I am Simon Carswell, an accountant, and my wife is Marianne, a teacher. We are both in our 40's, but are. Closing the door I heard noises coming from Mom's bedroom. As I got closer I could hear grunts and groans that were not of pain but pleasure. I also heard some guy say "Oh, fuck yeah!" I realized that sex was taking place in Mom's room and I thought I knew with whom. When I poked my head around the corner to take a peek my eyes bulged and my mouth dropped. There was Rick alright, and Ron, and Dave and all three were fucking my Mom at the same time! She was on all fours on her bed with Dave's. Initially she restricted but due to my pressure she agreed.She came to my flat at around 11AM while picking her up from bus stand we went to hotel and bought an biriyani for us. she wore an chudidhar which is tight to her body as soon as she entered room she removed her duppata,she looking damn hot and i went near to her and hugged her and slowly it turns to an hot kiss for almost ten minutes. then suddenly we broke and as i am not having any thing since morning we had an lunch.After having. When you meet her you'll realise why." What do her parents think?" Totally happy. Theirs was a whirlwind romance as well and they couldn't be happier." What's she like?" Lovely in every way." Oh, Simon! What does she look like?" Mum, you'll embarrass her. She's sitting beside me and can hear every word you say." Oh! Do you like her parents?" Very much. Her step-father..." Step-father?" Yes, her father, a naval helicopter pilot, was killed in Afghanistan two and a half years ago." Oh, poor girl!.