Pat came out of the bathroom wearing rubber gloves, shorts, a t-shirt, flip-flops and carrying a bucket of cleaning paraphernalia, “Oh, hi, Robert. ...Welcome home. I was just freshening up the bathrooms.”“What have you been doing while I have been gone? The place looks...”“I hope you’re not mad, but I was bored, and the place really needed some attention.”“No, no, not mad. It looks great, but you didn’t have to go to all that trouble.”“No trouble at all, Robert. I enjoyed doing it.”“Well, thank. “can I call you mom “ came a question from that side.“yesss u can call me mom” my wife said loudly amid her moaning and panting. I typed it on her behalf. “Ohhhh Mommm” came the instant reply from Nikhil“Mommmmma I am going to cum” Nikhil announced“yessssss, beta , cum for mommmma” told out my wife as her own orgasm started. I typed the same for Nikhil. I guess those words made him cum in spurts.Seeing his juices , my wife too came hard and loud. Almost screaming “Cummmm for mommmy” I was a. Jack’s voice calmly replied, “Actually, she’s really good. She’ll even swallow for a tenner. Interested?”“Sure, I’ll have some of that if you’re sure she doesn’t mind.”“She’ll do what she’s told,” Jack replied.Jack took his hand from my head. I lifted up and turned around to see a guy with his trousers around his knee’s frantically wanking his cock.“Be a good girl Tilley, suck him off till he cums and don’t spill a drop,” Jack told me.“Yes, Sir.”He walked the last couple of steps towards me,. Her eyes, now large and dark, hauntedand soft, gazed adoringly at my own features. I couldn't help myself, orresist my desires, and I bent down and did the one thing I had alwaysdreamed of, I kissed her full on her ripe, parted, panting, wet lips.It was a kiss that no son gives his own mother, but it was one that I hadalways dreamed about. Fantasies are usually better than reality, but notthis deep, sinful, incestuous kiss. Mother's lips were incredibly hot,soft and clinging, wet and sleek with.