I crossed the restaurant as best I could which wasn’t perfect but ok, passable? And entered the door marked Ladies, it was empty I sighed a big rel...ief! I went into the cubicle and tried to extract my penis from the lace and elastic. as I was finishing I heard two ladies come in chattering, oh no. I could wait but Id been too long already. I flushed and opened the cubicle the two ladies, in their mid twenty’s id say, turned and smiled. “That’s a gorgeous dress on you dear”, “Thank you” I. Which I was. "Uh ... no, not really mom, I mean, I'm okay ... maybe just a little tired, that's all." Well okay then. Look honey why don't you stop for the evening, I mean you're almost finished anyway. Go to bed and get a good nights rest."Thank God she wasn't suspicious. "Okay, thanks mom." When I retreated into my room I quickly undressed and slipped under the covers and jacked off thinking about my mom's tits! When I finished cuming I cleaned up the mess and curled up on my side and thought. " She giggled and squeezed his bulge again."Cute. But we'll solve that bullshit by running the test in room C. You can observe through the one-way mirror. Old Willie need be none the wiser and I believe this will let us get a great performance out of him. Of course, if, as I suspect, he's hung like a horse, I won't be able to say the same about you!" Cute right back at you. Now, Mr.Tent-In-Pants, should I put the three-motion program in, or not?" She absent mindedly rubbed her crotch area. This. I locked the door and went near him. I gave him the glass of milk and bent to touch his feet to seek my husband’s blessings. He took me up and made me sit beside him. He said that am elder to him and it’s not required to touch his feet. I said that it was my duty as wife.Me: Prakash. Sorry.. hubby, you are looking good.Nephew: oh, you already started addressing me as hubby. Thank you, aunty. Sorry.. Thank you sumithraMe: drink the milk hubby..Nephew: you sip it and give me.I sipped it and gave.