She was acting all wavy like she was about to fall off her chair. She coughed. Some of his semen was on her nose and left cheek. She took her hand and... tried to wipe it off. She shook her hand and evinced a little grimace, “Ooh.”Tim was still standing there like the shithead he was. He was blocking my ability to reach under the sink and get a plastic baggie. I told him, “You’re in my way. Why don’t you just get the fuck out of here?”I guess by then another whole fifteen seconds had passed. Tim. “Spread your legs a bit Mum, I want to rub your crotch, I want to feel your panty-gusset. That's great, bend your knees a bit, wonderful, nice and wide for my hand to get access. Oh, you're damp aren't you?” She smiled over her shoulder at Ray. “Yes, you know, I always get wet when he does that! Are you enjoying this Ray?”“Wow, not half Mrs Jones! I just can't believe this is happening!”“Bend forward and touch your toes, Mum” I commanded, and, as she did so, she spread her legs a bit further so. As soon we reached the function hall, we started meeting family members and a few guests.Mom got busy meeting guests. I, too, was enjoying myself with my cousins. I noticed mom was standing in one corner and was speaking to a guy who looked in his mid-50s. He was bald and a bit healthy too.I went near to see who he was, and as soon as I reached near them, mom introduced me to him.Mom – Bhaisaab, he is Raj, my son.Stranger – Oh, nice to meet you, Raj.Mom – Raj, he is Vardhan uncleRaj – Nice to. The movement caused her nipples to be revealed even more. She ran her hands through her hair, shaking out the pins, sending the long blonde main tumbling down around her shoulders and back.Still in her bra, thong, garter, stockings & heels, Diana sat down on the edge of the bed, and leaned back on her elbows. She threw her head back, letting her hair flow behind her. Slowly she lowered herself to the bed. Her hands caressed her taut stomach, slowly moving down and up toward her full breasts..