Acha! OkThen she leave. Muje pata tha ab uski choot bhi maangu vo mana nahi karegi.Ab mai room m chala gya.& uss din mene apni family ke saath pura go...a ghuma.church market & all places. Ab raat ko hume ek invitation aaya(kyunki season on tha & vahan on season parties hoti hai) toh purey rooms mai invitation aaya. Ab sham ko mai baahar aya aur riya ko bola ki hum ghar mai koi bahan bana ke yahin ruk jayenge. Vo maan gyi.raat 10:30 baje sab taiyaar hoke jaane lage mene bola mai thak gyaa huu sona. We pored drinks and chattered, after some time, Gary obviously nervous to make a move so I asked Monica to go put on her sexy gear, she got her bag and went to the bathroom to change for the afternoon ahead. She emerged in white stockings and suspenders with matching g-string bikini panties with high heels and nothing else, bare breasts hanging. She got on the bed and I told Gary to join her, not to worry about me and just enjoy her. Well he certainly did, they started to kiss, Monica feeling. Then she did it, my mum ran her hand down to my crotch and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my semi erect cock.It was all too much, I let out a short groan. Gently mum turned and looked me straight in the face. I went to say something, what, I'm not sure but she silenced me with the fingers of her free hand across my lips. I didn't say a word as my mum turned back and concentrated on my penis. I felt that I'd been given the all clear to feel aroused and with a few expert strokes of my. “Excuse me?” After taking all this in, she tried to reply as quickly and calmly as possible. Trying not to give away how just three words could make her mind dig so deeply, desperately trying to gather more information about the stranger. “Bacardi and Coke, that’s what you’re drinking? Right?” “Oh, Yes, Right.” After seeing him glance down at her recently emptied glass, his statement suddenly made sense and she fumbled for an answer. “Stay here.” His words were soft, and in no way an order,.