Their mom would have screamed if she had seen them doing that. She was a wonderful mother, but she could be more than a bit stuck up at times. They we...re both panting, but also had the endorphins flowing through their bodies from the exercise. They were almost giddy, smiling and laughing at their impressive performance, and ignorant of a few people they had woken up.“Let’s get changed for bed, Sis,” Jeff said, “We can put on our pajamas, mom said so. I don’t want to sleep in my jeans, they are. She was shocked and starts to cry. Priya came out from our bed room wearing my wife’s short gown. The gown is on her knees and very tight at back as she has bigger ass than my wife. She asked me to zip her and gave me some cloth to wear. It was my wife’s purple panties and ladies short pants. I wear it without disobey. It completely fit on me as girl wears. I beg her to leave us but she keeps slap my wife on the face. She said, “if you keep talking and your wife will be punished”. I just quit. He thought back to when he had first met her at the meeting. She had affected him even then. It was those magnetic eyes and the way they had bored into his. He even remembered the feel of her eyes as he had walked up to the podium. It had felt like she was caressing his arse.When he had walked back towards her, she had watched him the whole way. The wry little smile had sent a thrill up his spine. When he sat down and accidentally brushed his body against hers, his already interested cock had. Would you like to hold it? he asked. Instead of answering, I reached over and took his organ in my hand. As I began to move my hand up and down the shaft, I could see and feel it gorging with blood, growing longer and thicker with each caress of my hand. Thats nice, he said. Your hands feel much nicer on my cock than my own hands. Pump a little faster if you want to! My hand started sliding up and down his shaft in a fast rhythm, but I soon realized his prick was too much for one hand..