"I am serious Suzanne. In fact I'm always serious about incest." The word seemed to sting all present, especially the two people who agreed to this di...nner. Tim turned his attention back to Samuel, "Would you like to have sex with your mother as she said, over this table?" My god. No!"Tim smiled, while Suzanne smiled almost in triumph at her son's denial. "Then why is her pussy getting wet while we sit here?" Suzanne gasped loudly, which made everyone else realize Tim's words were true.A squeaky. We met, at the friend's invitation, for lunch. I don't know if she just wanted to meet with a friend or if she was trying to seduce me. She seemed to want just to talk about old times, but at a second lunch she threw out a couple of lines that could have been hints that she wanted something more. Later as we met at our house, Peggy was supposed to have been home but got delayed, she stepped close to me, in my space as they say. I ignored her closeness even though it was hard. She was nice. Those, were the days around september 2016 may be when I was working MP, I got a message from a unknown number saying “Hi” , as I was busy at the time I didn’t reply to the message, but I got the same message from the same number at 10 pm in the night. By the way I forgot to introduce the sex heroine of this story “Bindhu” 32-28-30 measurements of her body which I came to know later, having a fair skin and sexy assets. My uncle works in a telecom services and they have two children.Bindhu:. The black guy followed us home.Ana’ pussy was a sloppy mess as I teased her with my fingers during the drive back home. Her cunt was already open and a flow of slick pussy juice had made a wet spot on her dress. She had taken off her satin thong, because it was also soaking wet. Once we arrived home I poured Orson a drink as my sexy wife hurried upstairs to change. Soon she returned downstairs wearing a sheer black nightgown with slits all the way up the sides. Her thong was gone so her nice.