I then turned her around and hugged her. I could feel her oily hair against me. Coconut oil was all over me. I caressed her breasts while my face was ...deeply immersed in her beautiful hair.I began to slowly touch her cunt area form over the sari. She was now mad with lust and was carressing my cock. “Arun come into the bedroom” Mrs. Banerjee beckoned. “Oh Miss, I love your hair” I whispered. “I love you baby” she repliedWe went into the bedroom. As soon as we were in she removed her clothes and. "Did that turn you on then?" Now who's being naïve?" I said and pointed down to my erection."My God Jamie, you've only just cum."She dropped to her knees and kissed the tip of my penis I felt myself going red with embarrassment as her lips closed over me."I just think it's sexy mum," I said, "I'd love to watch you next time."Looking up at me, she winked sexily and cupped my balls."What would you say if I asked you to do it over me mum?"She took her mouth away from my cock and stood up again,. Morning sweetie love." She murmured happily and then dozed a bit more.I dozed off again as well, and an hour later awoke to a real desire for coffee. I hugged her tight, kissed the back of her head, whispered that I loved her, and then phoned for coffee, croissants, and fresh fruit to be brought up to us. Then I crawled back onto the bed. Half asleep, Mom grabbed my arm and brought it close around her, placing my hand between her breasts, still on top of the covers though. I could feel her soft. "I'm sorry if I upset you. I only asked because I thought a beautiful woman like you must have a ton of dates! But now I know you're married. Where's your wedding band?" Smirking asked as he pointed to her naked left hand."I don't wear it here at work. It interferes with getting good tips! If the customers think I'm single, they tend to tip more." Oh, I see. Well, it's kind of stupid for a man to base his tips on the marital status of the waitress, don't you think? I know I tip pretty good all.