Her tummy was flat as a pancake punctured in the center by her deep navel. But what was far more wonderful was her private part. About 2” below her ...navel had started a dense growth of black curly and thick pubic hairs that descended below and disappeared between her legs in a black triangle. It resembled rather like a French Cut beard on a gent’s face, the only difference being that it was situated on a woman’s crotch. So thick was the foliage (it resembled like the Amazonian jungle) that even. She might as well have been wearing one, her loose fitting khakis and v neck tee weren’t exactly designed to highlight her figure. I pulled out a selection of dresses in her size and led her to the dressing room. “Let me know if you need a hand with the zipper.” I called as I closed the silk curtains behind her. I smiled a bit to myself…. They always need a hand with the zipper on a few of those styles. Sure enough, a bit of fabric rustling, a pause, then “Could you give me a hand?” came out of. He continued eating me for the next couple of minutes. I was thrusting my hips into his face and moaned loudly, since the window is open the neighbours could hear me. We live on the first floor so people walk by our window sometimes and I love it when people might walk by and see us doing dirty things. But before I could come he flipped me over and shoved my 34D cup tits into the mattress lifting my perky ass into the air. One again not giving much time to adjust to the position he thrust into. Mom:andar kyon aaya hai tujhe maine kaha main aa rahi huBeta :mom mujhse control nhi ho raha main kya karuAisa kahke maine mom ka towel jhatke se utar diya mom mere samne puri nangi khadi thi main mom se chipak gata aur jor jor se pyar karne laga phir humne shower on kiya aur hum naha ne lage aur fir maine sabun mom ko lagaya pahle kandhe phir boobs pe aur phir niche choot aur poori body pephir mom ne mujhe sabub lagaya aur hum chipak pade kya mast maza aa raha tha bahot naram ekdam jannat ka.