Truth be told, I still did not even understand why it was only the two of us on Vacation, and why the rest of The Family was missing - But having said that, I also did not understand how we could have possibly left India without ever having Valid Passports.
Well, I guess that is why this is only a Vision - An Otherwise Impossible Event!!
Decked in A Not So Tight but Short Red Colored Dress, with Spaghetti Straps, that could be Easily Categorized as A Micro-Mini Attire, revealing an ample amount of her creamy cleavage, and almost the whole of her toned legs, My Mom gladly paraded around Paris, not at all concerned about her huge round melons fighting to fully bring them out of the stretchable fabric, or her thick lusty thighs hardly being covered.
She looked Supremely Sexy, with the bright material decently sticking onto her curvy body, and the very mention of her garment alone being good enough to tear apart The Homely Housewife Image she decorated all these years - She had never made herself look so extremely desirable, and the fact that one could so effortlessly guess she was not wearing anything intimate underneath, only made her appearance seem even hotter!!
My Mom was tempting everybody in the surrounding to hit on her, and on a couple of instances, even made her Own Son wish he himself had not put on any underwear that day, just to allow for a more relaxed time for his straying manhood, that was clearly under a lot of pressure to explode.
I was somehow able to fortunately still keep myself under control, and proudly get back to my sane state, though only after ogling at her assets for more than hour - I soon simply continued playing the smart tour guide, and after a while, it all seemed very fine!!
So, we keep walking and walking, until we feel worn-out, but the splendid sight of The Eiffel Tower manages to regularly rejuvenate us, forcing us to keep going, and fully stop only after we had clicked a very beautiful picture in front of the wonder, that truly demanded all the attention and appreciation.
Perhaps it is because I am sure I would never have the opportunity to witness something so majestic in my real life, that I clearly remember and can confirm how thrilled I was in the Vision, and I really was on cloud nine - It was rightly all perfect, with My Mom too looking very joyful, and it was all normal, till she very adventurously jumped on me, as a few thousands carefully observed, and started to passionately kiss me on the lips, stunning me!!
I somehow manage to not let go off her, and hold her tightly, though using both my hands on her actually bare ass cheeks shook me, and when I finally gave in, and reciprocated, she smooched me with greater enthusiasm, totally forgetting it was her own offspring she was using to satisfy her Unexplainable Lust.
Maybe, I should not be using that particular word to describe the situation, because it was definitely a lot more than her exhibiting her Sexual Greed - It was understandably an after-effect of all The Romantic Deeds transpiring in Public View, all over The City of Love, that My Mom had happened to see during our stroll, and she compellingly craved to replicate it in a way only she could spell out, and she really could not be fully blamed for the outrageous move!!
By the time she ultimately stopped showering Incestual Affection on me, who was then the easiest partner she could have found, her busty boobs had gleefully popped out, and even rubbed against my jaw line, on multiple occasions, just how her ripe pussy too had brushed over my covered crotch, during The Very Sultry Open Love Making Session.
She does quickly get herself back together, looking very shy, and flushed, and though she tries to cover herself better, the fact that she wore no bra & no panties, came back to haunt her!!
Yet, not very substantially either, as she very hurriedly returns to exploring Paris, but this time, also holding my hands firmly, with the two of us resembling An Actual Couple.
