Curious carina - playfull on the diwan

“It is all settled then. At 10 o’ clock on Saturday you will pick her up and bring her here. We will get acquainted. Then you will go on your little picnic,” mother said. She had said this like a judge pronouncing sentence. I realized I had no choice. “Do you know what you will do if it rains?” she asked. I had not thought of that. I looked up and she smiled and said, “Just have your lunch in the car.” I finished eating and looked up. She was still staring but her eyes were all aglow. I looked down and before I could ask to be excused, she asked, “Have you kissed this Carol?” I got very flustered. I’m sure I turned beet red. She might as well have asked if I had fucked Carol. “N…no,” I stammered, afraid to look her in the eyes. “You’re cute,” she said as she stood. She added, “Help me with the dishes.” She washed. I dried. Just as we finished, she said, “I’m so relieved…was beginning to think my little boy was gay. Almost 17 years old and your first date. By the time I was 17, I’d…no.” She fell Indian Girls Fucking silent and a warm far off look was in those pale grey eyes. I would like to tell (brag to) her about Shirley but then that was not dating. I never asked Shirley for anything. In a way she just took without asking. But then I admit I liked it. When I told Carol that she would have to meet my mother she said, “Of course and you will meet my mom. My dad will be off golfing, so you won’t get to meet him. How about your dad?” “My father? He…he’s out of town. You won’t get to meet him either,” I responded. Well, sterile at least. Fuck it. I shuddered, my fingers buried in Ruri's cunt. Emma looked slightly downward and Jami moved her lips right into hers and right in front of me, they were actively rubbing their tits against each other and passionately kissing. I put my arms around her and pulled her in tight. “You will do no such thing! On a normal afternoon Stephanie, a blonde girl I work with who has a nice pair of breasts on her, and a nice big butt, was talking to my other colleague Jessica. We could hang out at the beach, we could go out for nice dinners. Sandy stood by her desk and waited for instructions. She was a picture, sitting on the ground with her arms crossed and a big pout on her face. What if mom were here and walked in on you?” She grasped my Indian Girls Fucking shaft raising it upwards. “Well, they're getting friendly,” she said. Her butt-cheeks jiggled. Plus, if they did, they’d have to answer to Josh or Brian. To my surprise she wrapped her hands around me and gave me a nice tight hug and kept dancing like that for next 15-20 seconds.