I continued massaging her thighs gently, moving closer and closer to her naked mound. I was sure by then that she was accepting it I looked again at my wife; she had her eyes closed. If she didnt like it, shed close her legs for sure. I felt the moist cleft of her sex I couldnt believe I was doing it. " "That's what we were both hoping" my wife replied, with a smile.
And so I dared to touch my mother in laws pussy "by accident". But then our fifteen minutes were up, and she jumped under an ice-cold shower.
So we invited her to come over spend a week with us in our house in France, a beautiful quiet place for ourselves, no neighbors for miles. The second day the weather wasn't so fine, raining and all. I showered first and covered myself with a large towel. I went inside the sauna, but looked at both women through the small window in the door. They were both about the same height, and had feminine broad hips. My wife then spread open her towel and lay down on her back.
I moved over to one side, so that Mom had enough space to do the same.
This gentle, tender and award-winning Indian comedy follows the ordeal of an over-worked modern son forced to accompany his 77-year-old father to the holy city of Varanasi, where he plans to end his days.