Please read the previous part here ( My Hot Punjabi Mom – Part 16 ). Now let’s continue
We went inside, we were greeted by a lean old man with grey hair and his beautiful young wife Ayesha who was nearly half his age. She was equally fair as mom with an identical busty curvy figure like mom.
The moment we entered with me following mom, Ayesha hugged mom followed by another longer hug and butt groping by Rafiq. I saw the living room was half converted to his sewing area and the other half had a 3 seater couch to sit on.
Rafiq seated us on the couch and he sat next to mom, mom was sitting between us both. Mom introduced me as her friend. We exchanged pleasantries, I noticed Rafiq was already holding mom toward him with his hand around her waist.
Soon Ayesha also joined bringing some juice for us and pulled up a small stool to sit with us. Rafiq asked “so what brings you here Pooja”? Mom replied “all my blouses have become really tight so I wanted you to fix them”.
He said “I can see your tits have become much bigger than the last time you were here. So obviously your blouses will become tight”. Mom said “I am sure you can do something about it”.
He said “yes, but first I need to take a good look and feel them up and measure them nicely. I can see your buttocks have also grown quite big like your tits”. Mom asked “wouldn’t you want to see and feel them up nicely too”?
His hand moved from her waist to her butt feeling and squeezing it. Rafiq whispered in her ears asking “why is this guy with you”? Mom looked at me then looked back at him.
She said “he is my boyfriend, don’t worry he knows everything about us and is fine with it”. Mom held his face bringing him closer and kissed his lips very passionately.
Seeing me watch them without reacting gave him all the confidence to proceed. He placed his hand on her boob and said “Oh Pooja, you have no idea how much I have missed you”.
Mom said “why do you think I am here today, I missed you loads too”. He placed her hand on his bulge and asked “so can we move to the bedroom now”? Mom said “why do we need to go to the bedroom when we can do everything right here”.
He looked at her and signaled towards me with his eyes. Mom reached below and undid the strings of his pajamas. She took out his cut cock which was same but slightly smaller than mine in length but it was more thicker.
Both Rafiq and Ayesha were startled looking at mom’s actions in my presence. Mom started giving him a hand job while Ayesha locked the main door and came closer and smooched her.
Ayesha tugged at mom’s t-shirt, mom raised her hands helping her pull it off completely. Rafiq quickly undid mom’s new black bra and Ayesha put it away keeping it with the t-shirt.
A few drops of milk sprayed out from mom’s nipples. Mom stopped them both and came to me, she straddled my thigs sitting across my lap offering me her boobs.
I began drinking her milk which was quite aplenty. Both Rafiq and Ayesha looked on very intently. After I completed draining her milk tanks mom went back to them.