By the time Bob had turned out of the street she had her hand on his bulge, which felt bigger than the last time, yes she had made him horny, she lazi...ly stroked his cock as he drove, his face getting redder and redder, her pussy getting wetter and wetter. As they drove along chatting about nothing in particular but feeling comfortable all the same they were approaching a notorious dogging area, Frankie looked at Bob and by the twinkle in his eye she knew straight away they were heading. I didn’t believe her for a second. She had sent that to me intentionally and that night I knew for sure. Once more my phone vibrated and there again was a message. I opened it up and I was confronted by a close up of my moms spread pussy with the message 'This one wasn’t an accident. Last nights wasn’t either. Happy fapping. Love from mom’I was in limbo between being stunned that my mom would send me something like that and the fact that I was turned on by it. The photo went straight into my. I picked a basket and began to pick items. I saw a lady in a black color sari. She was an apsara from heaven standing in front of me. I will describe the lady. Age 30 – 32 years, height 5’8, a little chubby perfect figure. Her sari was below the navel. I could see her deep navel and white waist. She was perfect milf to be fucked for days and nights. By sari wearing style I came to know she is from the Marwadi community. I began to stare at her milky boobs. She caught me but ignored. I was. Steadily his huge shaft slides into her tight aching hole, and she dug her fingers into the sofa, clenching her teeth tight. Slowly she felt him pulled out of her. He laid back on the sofa, she squat over him, he held his cock erect and she lowed herself down on it, in bliss she sighs as it eased into her cunt. The others swarmed around, she took a prick in her hand and one in her mouth as Bill was thrusting in and out of her, another as feeling her off. In a short while she made a switch.