And something that seemed so difficult, something that he was shit scared of, engaging in playful banter with women, it seemed to flow amazingly easil...y as he started conversing with her. It seemed like he was a natural. They talked about a lot. He found they’d shared a common love for Ayn Rand along with Orwell. He teased her about her love for muscle cars, once stating that Megan Fox would look hotter bent over the Camaro, which earned him a playful stare, but soon as he smiled, she burst out. Since they did not have a lot of baggage and stuff, they decided to do it by themselves and did not even ask for my help.So on the day they shifted to our building, I invited them for dinner. I made all the necessary arrangements n was prepared to welcome them at around 8 pm. My door bell rang n when I opened the door, I was stunned to c a woman in purple coloured salwar kameez. The most beautiful lady on this planet, (I hope I am not exaggerating) was standing in front of me, n I just could. "Time to see what your limits really are bitch" he said walking round to the other end of the table. Peter slid his hands over his wifes stomach touching the black rubber dildo that was stretching her tight wet pussy and then sliding his hands between her smooth legs. He took hold of the 12" dildo up her arsehole and pulled on it hard. She grunted loudly as it was slowly pulled from deep in side her rectum breathing hard as it slid out and arching her back as the head of the rubber dildo was. I would actually love to suck on your nice tits." As I said that I reached out and grabbed my mom's tits. I could feel her hard nipples through the teddy she was wearing. My mom blushed big time as she sat up on her knees. "Really? Your friends think I am a hot mom? That is so cool; it's nice that some guys think I am hot. It's actually more flattering that it is teenage boys considering all the hot women you have to choose from." As she said that she grabbed her teddy and began to pull.