Mom tried to hold on to it but in vain. The whole saree got unwrapped as I pulled. By now mom must have come to her senses as she madly tried to keep ...the saree on. Before we both could realise, her faithful saree separated from her body and mom was left only her blouse and petticoat. My lust has overcome my 'sonly' insticts as I kept enjoying my mother's situation as every man in India's dream to see a woman in her underwear. Mom started crying by now as I lunged on to her to pull her towards. First your penalty, and then... a proposition." She lowered her eyes at that last part, apparently losing her nerve. Before I could question exactly what she meant though, she visibly steadied herself and walked around so that she was now behind me. "My theme for tonight has been 'evidence'," she said. "Your naked body," she paused and gave me a playful slap on my backside, "is evidence that you've actually been working out." She let her a single finger slide up my spine, and then left a hand. Ashok noticed me, but Sindhu’s eyes were closed. I signaled Ashok to continue.I pulled down my pajama and rubbed my hard dick on Sindhu’s face. She opened her eyes and looked at me. She was a bit surprised and shocked. I squeezed her breasts with one hand, while I rubbed my dick on her face with the other. I asked her to blow my dick. She took my dick with her right hand and started sucking. She cupped my balls with her left hand. I squeezed her breasts with my left hand, while I watched her. Her two big thumb size nipples were erect. Her gold hoop earring swayed and she bit her lower lip. She a perfect trim pussy, it was all blonde and covered her pussy. I could see a little bit of light coming from her inner thighs and ass. I could make out the back wall from inside her thighs, which was great. I smiled and asked her to turn around so I could see her delicious ass. She turned around in a circle. Her ass was to die for. It sat high on very tight. There were no bumbs or stretch.