For 3 days, my Mom and I had the house all to ourselves. So the first day, my Mom was sitting on the couch in the living room watching some movies, sh...e was wearing her sexy yellow tank top that revealed a lot of cleavage, and tight shorts, so it was hard for me to keep my erection down whenever I was around her. Later, my Mom called to me saying, "Hey, sweetie. My back hurts, would you please give me a massage?" That was very unusual, since my Mom doesn't usually ask for massages from anyone,. She used to wear churidar with a dupatta, so no way could she notice that I was playing with her boobs. We used to carry college bags with us. I always placed my bag on my lap to play with her pussy.She used to control her moan by pressing my dick under the bag. We always used to try something crazy because of our horniness and sexual love towards each other.Generally, the hangout places for lovers would be parks or cafes. But we used to hang out at the railway station. It was most of the time. Agreed.Walking towards our cinema she told me these were hard to get seats, which surprised me for a chick flick. As it turned out what she meant was hard to get one of those "couple" seats. As for sold out the only other people in the theatre were nearly all sitting in the love seats scattered amongst the ordinary seating.Almost from the moment the cinema darkened for the advertisements and previews she started with the teasing. I was wondering if she wanted to see if how far she could push. " Why not?" Sam asked."Just because. Okay?"Sam put her phone up. "You expect me to keep this from my best friend?" She asked."Yeah I do, you're my s*ster and I trust you with this as your s*ster."Sam groaned and shifted in the beanbag chair. She started pushing buttons on her phone again."You can't tell Freddie either." Melanie added.Sam looked up and started erasing the text she was writing and groaned again. "So I can't tell anyone?" I will tell everyone soon, okay?" So… do you currently have.