I'm thirty-five, ash blond shoulder-length hair, nice figure; well, if you must know, I'm 36B, very firm with small but very sensitive, pink nipples, ...twenty-five inch waist, thirty-seven in the hips. I'm attractive, well, most would say, pretty, and my attraction to Carolyn's son is not platonic. He's moving from cute to really handsome, especially in the last few months. It came up one evening at her apartment when we were just visiting together and Joe had just left the room. "Your son is. So the ground was ready for us to play. Firstly, I asked him about the price of apples while sitting in the car. I wanted to make an impression of a high class girl. I talked to Harp in English before that guy. Then I came out of the car to check the quality of fruits.Harp, as per our plan, told me to buy bananas, oranges and grapes for children in Punjabi. The guy looked happy and started showing me the fruits excitedly. He was also noticing my figure in the transparent legging I was wearing.. Oh...I'm gonna cum.. NOW...JESUS GOD...CUMIIIIIIIIING!"Her hips lifted off the bed as she rose to her shoulders, still holding my face in her pussy. She then took my face and drove it to her huge melon shaped breasts. She said, you like my breasts, I know you did, play with them, it's all yours. She said suck them son, and with that she took one of her big breasts and helped it way in mouth. She kept holding her breasts and allowed me to suck her big sexy breasted nipple like a hungry infant. As if reading my mind, she smiled and nodded. I leaned forward and pushed my coiled tongue into her hood. Early traces of the ‘pre’ she was secreting were exciting. I stood up, unzipped my slacks, allowing them to drop to the floor. I slid the bottom of my jockey shorts to one side and took out my circumcised cock for her to see it for the first time. She looked up at me and smiled. “Oh my, looks like we could have a perfect fit!”After reviving our spirits with the rest of the bottle of wine,.