I hadn’t thought that she would be a good drinker and she had already opened the second bottle. She told me she had a drinking problem and she start...ed having neat shots one after the other.Now, we both were drunk and she excused herself and went to the washroom to change. I was watching the movie and she came back after a few minutes in a sexy nightie. Her boobs looked pointy and I could make the outline of her figure under her nightie. She was drunk a little and sat down quietly.” do you like. . like the old song, "Honeysuckle Rose."She sings a few bars off key... !I didn't know the song. What is this, some kind of operetta? I thought. But, I'm on a roll here; so, I decided to cut right to the chase."Mrs. Honeysuckle," I asked, "Is it true you have a flower that talks?" I asked, as I tried to keep a straight face—hoping to get the facts."I do," she said, "I'll show you what flowerbed he's in—then you're on your own. I'm not going to go near that guy! He uses such terrible language.. I can see the outline of your swollen pussy lips, tight against the damp material. “Touch me please,” you murmur softly in my ear. There is urgency in your voice, you want release. I run my hands up the inside of your thighs. As I run one finger along the length of pussy through the sodden cloth. I kneel down, and with my hands slowly push your legs apart. You brace your against the wall, locking your legs. Your hands clasp your breasts, as you twist your nipples slowly between your fingers.. The sensation was too much for her and she slowly started to relax allowing me to play with her body when her milk laden breast started to leak. I was so excited and my cock was jutting out under my shorts. The moment I felt my mami’s breast milk in my hand I lifted the loose end of the saree and started to open her blouse hooks fully while mami tried to prevent me. Removing the hooks was too tedious so I caught hold of her blouse and tore it. The act shocked and excited mami and she gave a.