“Mom,” I groaned excitedly. “Are you’re liking it mom, my cock in your cunt. Am I like papa.””Ooooooo…Niaz.” She rolled her hips, tryi...ng to arrest the full length of my cock in her soft folds. “You’re better than your papa, he never fucked me like that. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh…harder…harder.”My hips began lunging faster to fulfill her request; my cock stabbed into her pussy…my groin smashing against her ass again and again. Mother’s cunt was dripping wildly, bathing my piercing cock with a thick creamy. I made her wet.Angela groaned into our kiss as she humped her pussy on my thigh. Her hard clit and slipper lips smeared her juices on my flesh. I could feel the sticky passion before the water washed her excitement away.I resisted the urge to rub my own pussy on her thigh. I would be in trouble if I did that. I could only find my pleasure when Angela gave me permission. The anticipation and denial of my own pleasure made my orgasm even more intense when I was finally permitted to receive. Kids are fine. Mary’s fine.” I said. I looked morosely over the two bottles of wine we had just finished at dinner, before speaking again.“Well, maybe not Mary so much.” I explained further, “Do you recall when we met up a couple of years ago that Mary was complaining about her back? Well, it’s gotten worse – much worse. She is pretty much in pain all of the time. It’s the curse of late middle age, I suppose, but I only wish that something could be done.”“Have you seen a doctor?” said. Iske baad babu ji ne sar ke peeche se takiya nikaal kar mere chutad ke neeche lagaaya aur apni hoth meri bur ke paas lakar use kisi kutte ki taraah soonghne lage maine kaha kya soong rahe hai babu ji wo bole beti teri bur se bahut achhi mahak aa rahi hai aur apne hoth ko meri choot ki faank pe rakh kar kiss karne lage aur thodi der baad wo kisi aam ki taraah meri choot choos rahe the aur main apne chutad neeche se uchaal…uchaal kar unki choot chusaayi ka maza le rahi thi aur mere muh se.