I called Ritu and explained her the situation. She was disappointed too. I had spent more than 2 thousand rupees for the ecstasy tablets and they were... wasted. Suddenly, I remembered that I had left the milkshake on the table. I went hurriedly to the drawing room, only to find my mom sipping the milkshake.Me – ” mom, don’t drink that”Mom – ” why?”I couldn’t find any answer, so just said, “I made it for myself.”Mom – ” ok, let me drink this one, I will make you another one.” And she gulped the. Hot was okay, South Bend could get hot. But the humidity was killing her. She had taken a Greyhound bus from Gary, Indiana to Chicago because she hated the little "puddle hopper" flights. She wasn't real comfortable on big planes, but absolutely terrified of the smaller ones. Her bus had taken just over an hour and a half to travel the 95 miles from Gary to Chicago and now she had the flight to L.A. to get through and she would be back in sunny Southern California. She had slipped into the. His grunts of displeasure were mingled with moans of lust. It was so hot to watch his mouth go into that ‘o’ shape, hearing his soft yet deep voice say, “Oh, Ali! Oh my fucking god!”I bent down, making his thighs touch his torso. We looked into each other’s eyes as I thrust in more, feeling my cock throb and his ass pulse around me. I thrust again, making him moan loud. He shouted, and then he contracted his ass around my cock, making me gasp. “Are you gonna cum?” he asked.“Not yet. Got some. " We'll have to see what we can do, then!"I too had missed our threesomes with Vee, but one with Julie and Jen would be a treat well worth savouring. Gustav perked up at the thought, so my demanding little blonde rolled me over onto my back and climbed on. It's probably just as well that I didn't have my sister sitting on my face, or everything would have been over too quickly. I lasted just long enough for Julie to have to lean forward to clamp her lips to mine so that she could scream her.