At every opportunity she was opening her legs, giving the waiters a view of her wet, swollen pussy.When we had finished our meal the taverna was empty.... The head waiter came over to us, and asked if we would like to join them for a nightcap. We said we would love to and headed to where they were gathered.I sat myself at the bar to enjoy a nice brandy; my wife sat on one of the sofas with a waiter either side. My wife was soon encouraging the waiters to stroke her legs and tits. One of the. I got in the back with her, closed the door and just placed my hand on her plump cunt. The bitch was wet, not the piss wet, but a sticky slimy wet."Oh Henry, I have been waiting on you doing that all evening," she said spreading her legs even further.Who the hell was Henry? Her Generals name was Terrence, and then it struck me, her son's name was Henry. Her son was fucking the old cow.The panties she was wearing were hipster type and I just took the top and pulled them down, she even obliged by. "Ready?"At Melissa's nod Susan pressed the button turning it on. Susan felt the head slowly slide deeper inside herself, after bottoming out it immediately withdrew slightly and the head started to twist inside her. After about thirty seconds of this the head started to vibrate and move in and out never going any deeper.Susan was just getting used to the movements when she realized the flashing lights we surrounding a three slide switches on each side. Susan experimentally pushed one slide. Then I asked her how is their life, at that time only vinay called me and said he is struck badly in traffic and he is not reached his parents place too, so he asked me “ Sir it may take little more time so if you want I will come back” I said no problem you pick them and you come he asked me to give phone to his wife they both talk and she disconnected the phone, and smilingly said we can talk more now, then casually I asked about their life, she replied everything is good but personally not,.