Stranger and my mom

My Story Time:

Okay, so full tea, no cap, things got WILD. My mom and I were at the Chennai subway, and she was serving full main character energy in this super tight, low-key sheer saree with a transparent jacket. Iconic, but also, she was getting mad attention. This North Indian worker was totally stanning her, taking sneaky pics and whispering the filthiest stuff to his friend about her body. I'm her son, just watching this whole thing go down, and honestly? I was getting high-key turned on. It was so sus but so hot. He finally came over, his rizz was actually immaculate, and he was like, "Your mom is a fucking goddess, bro." And I just lost it. I pulled him into a maintenance closet, my dick already hard AF. I started kissing him, grinding against his rough work pants, and whispered, "Tell me what you wanna do to her." He groaned, palming my cock through my jeans, and started detailing exactly how he'd fuck her pussy right there on the bench. I came in my pants almost instantly, no cap. Sheesh. Mood.