As my mom kept watching my moist breasts, she spotted my eyes drop down to her bush. It was at this moment that she spread her legs a bit to give me a... good view of her pussy. Through the pubic hair I could just see her clit. I smiled at her and made it obvious that I was enjoying the view.Nothing could kill this moment. Even the smell of her shit wasn't bothering me. In fact, it was adding to the arrousal of the moment. My mom must have picked up on this as I was regularly taking long deep. So I felt pity for her. So I agreed to her . And told her to come inside . She said no I would sleep outside. I told her that you are already wet you might get cold come inside. Then she came in. I closed the door. And saw her. Wow! What a sight. A lady who is drenched in water. She had a bag hanging on her shoulder I took it and kept a side.I gave her a towel to dry her self. She was wearing a saree which had faded. And her boobs was pooping out of her tight blouse and her nipples were popping. I moaned loudly, “Sir, wow, it’s a wonderful sensation. I don’t know what’s happening. Sir, please stop. I am cumming.” This was my 3rd orgasm that day. I fell on the couch tired. Ravi sir became nude within seconds. His body was amazing, with a heavy broad chest and 6 pack abs.Then Sir took his cock out and showed it to me. It was so fucking huge, like about short scale ruler length. I loved it. I understood his intention and started sucking him. Since I had some practice sucking Sujeet’s. It was frustrating. Melissa didn’t know how to make sense of it all.Erik looked over at her, feeling her attention on him. He observed, “You’re being quiet.”“Yeah… it’s all so much at once… and so different. Sitting in the salon, I had a chance to think about… everything, but it still doesn’t really make sense. I’m not sure how I fit into this world of yours.”He smiled reassuring, then tilted his head to the side, acknowledging his own uncertainty, “Truth is, I don’t know either. My plan is for.