After meeting the guy I found him very very cool and honestly I felt sorry for him in his situation. We didn’t talk about him being aroused with my ...wife but I spoke to her about it right after the visit on the way home. I asked her… If I gave you permission would you maybe like to do him a favor. She was hesitant and reserved. I said sorry and dropped the convo right away. Later that night we had a few drinks and we were in foreplay and her honesty and a wet pussy got the best of her and the. Then in frequent intervals he was brushing his finger tips on my pussy area over the shorts. My pussy began watering too. I just wanted to enjoy that feeling. I could not control my moaning. My breathing was now getting harder and harder. He could see my chest rising and falling with every breath.He spread my legs and even started to apply the lotion on my inner thighs and the upper thighs. He was trying hard to keep his eyes of my teeny pussy. (I think he was able to peek at my pussy triangle. Her tits were crushed onto his chest, their lips and tongues were locked together, and her pussy clamped like a soft vise, around his cock, quickly pulling and releasing at his cock, which slammed again and again deep inside her with his voice urging her to move faster. She felt him suddenly grab her hips and thighs, pulling her cunt tightly over his cock; she felt his cock grow ecstatically, as he screamed out her name, as he shot his love deep into her cunt, which sucked and clung like glue. Apart from her jeans, she was also wearing a white T-shirt, and like her son, she was barefoot, though she was going to wear shoes later. She was wearing a black sheer bra, her nipples almost showing through her T-shirt as they where very hard, as she, needless to say was incredibly horny, thinking of her plans with her only son, Mark. She was also wearing black sheer knickers, the same color as her bra, and she knew she would have to change them (or maybe not wear any, since that would make.