I stood at the foot of the bed looking down at my wife and Omar laying there; as well as the look of her very well-fucked pussy. The realization that ...Omar's sperm was now deep within Mara's pussy, and that she was at her very peak moment of ovulation and fertility, sent an additional thrill through me. She could very easily end up pregnant! There was nothing stopping her from being pregnant! That was the whole reason for us being there in Kenya.Omar didn't seem the slightest bit uncomfortable. The moment he closed the door, we started rubbing each other’s baskets through our clothes. Michael leaned in and our lips met. I love to kiss. Our tongues swirled around one another’s as we continued to rub our stiffening cocks. Michael was tongue fucking my mouth as his hand found my belt. He undid my belt, struggling a bit with the buckle. I broke our kiss off so that the two of us could remove our pants.As I stepped out of my pants, Michael hoisted my golf shirt over my head. Dropping it on. "Why?" he asked."I'm going to examine your prostate," she said."Oh."He did as he was told and she grinned as she soaped up her finger."This is going to feel odd," she said. "When I tell you to, try to fart." I don't need to fart." he said, looking over his shoulder again."Just try," she said."Okay."She pulled one ass cheek aside, exposing his tight sphincter. "Okay," she said, with her soapy finger poised by his rectum. She saw the sphincter relax and drove her finger through it in one firm,. Sue's vagina gave an involuntary squeeze around her son's penis. She tried to control the desire to thrust her hips up at him. Still, her hips began to make little movements, almost quivering.Tommy waited. He wanted his mom to accept him into her body. He never wanted her to look back and think that he had forced himself on her. The moments ticked by, mother and son, eye to eye, their bodies connected at one strategic point."Oh Tommy, please," Sue begged in a whisper, her eyes almost rolling.