After some time I and mom got ready, packed our things. I was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Mom was wearing a green color saree and blouse. She tied her petticoat below her belly button. It was clearly visible through the light material saree she was wearing. We got ready and went to Neenu’s home.After some time they packed their things. We went to a restaurant had some food and continued our trip to Munnar. It was a four-hour drive. I and Neenu were sitting on the back side. We both fell asleep for some time. When I woke up Neenu was looking outside the window and just lay there.I saw we had already reached the base station of Munnar. We were near. I saw Ravi’s hand was kept on mom’s thigh. He was moving his hands all over her belly while talking. He just couldn’t control himself around mom. Neenu saw me waking up and looking at mom. She came to me and kissed me on my lips.I pulled her to me and started to kiss her madly. I kept sucking on her lips and tongue. I was so horny from the. A finger was one thing, but I had my doubts about ice. As I bent over the sofa, I felt the cold tip of the icicle press against my rim, then push inside. I shivered at the coldness, then felt the object moving in and out of me. It was thicker than Isabel's finger and so was stretching me more. The wetness of the ice made it slide in and out easily. Much to my surprise, I was getting aroused."Play with your tits." Yes, Mistress."I moved my hands to my breasts and started squeezing my nipples adding to my arousal. The cold water was dripping out of my ass, rolling down my pussy lips and across my clit. It was a whole new sensation of feelings that soon had me in the throes of my third ever orgasm. I heard a lot of moaning coming from the other side of the room and gathered they had all cum as well. Bill got dressed and left. Isabel instructed me to go sit on one of the love seats while she hiked up her skirt and sat down on the other one. She spread her legs apart and Kris crawled over.
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