Kathy didn’t have to see the cover to know the type of publication it was, she had found several of the same type squirreled under her son’s bed. ...She watched silently as Matt flipped through the pages, his hand venturing u*********sly toward the growing bulge at his crotch.Kathy drew a deep breath as Matt put down the magazine and unfasten the belt he was wearing. Her husband and the k**s were downstairs and would probably wonder what was taking her so long to return. Part of her wanted to. As I sat waiting, I wondered if I am ever going to meet Mr Patel. There was no sign of other people in the house other than Mrs Patel.After a few minutes passed by, Mrs Patel began to bring out the dishes from the kitchen. She brought out a big bowl of Biryani rice and some chicken curry with pickled salad as the sides for the dish. She served me the delicious looking dishes and invited for seconds if I wanted to. She then sat beside me and served some of the food for herself as well. As we ate. Does it like to be sucked and put in tight holes??" she moaned. "Yes!!! Welfare Lady." I moaned.She bent over and started to suck my penis head. "Yummy!!! nice and salty big boy." she said. I leaned my hips forward and my dick slid farther in her mouth. I reached down with my right hand and unzipped her dress. She stood up and the dress fell on the floor. She stood next to me and wrapped her right leg around my waist. Her huge breast rested on my chest and we French kissed for a few minutes.. I am not some old man who can't rememberfive minutes ago, you know."He was crushed, knowing that tomorrow he was going to go to workwearing a dress. He tried to think of some way to talk her out ofthis madness but couldn't think of anything. They left the zoo and he was glad to get some time to rest his legs.Twenty minutes later she was pulling into a strip mall where therewas a discount shoe store. They went in and she told the clerk thatthey needed some flats for her sissy husband. He blushed.