’ Jacqueline smiled. ‘No more cocks in your sweet cunny or up the rosebud of your plump, pretty arse. No more tonguing, no more fingering.’ ‘N...o, you cannot!’ Her very breath was stolen from her, and at the same instant she was conscious of arousal growing in her loins. Her nipples stiffened into hard little peaks. ‘To further discomfit you, what you just drank was a potent potion from the Far East. An aphrodisiac. Had we sold you to some fat pasha, for his hareem, he might have forced you to. ”“My wanking about you helped me through my teens though, I can tell you.”Mum got up and left the living room suddenly and returned with my lubricant friend and proceeded to pour it over the head of my prick. The lubricant enabled her to stroke it much more subtly and control the timing of my cum more closely. “Oh fuck that's fucking beautiful Mum I can last all night like that.”“We haven’t fucked yet Ian have we and I haven’t taken you in my mouth either.”“Are we in a hurry Mum?”“Oh that's a. She endeared me, engaged me, i lusted for her whenever i thought about her. What should have been spontaneous sex last week turned into something a lot more potent. We both shared the same sex drive, the same demeanour and a gorgoues contrast with our outlooks in life and social positions.She looked up at me, her lips slightly parted as her breathing began to pacen. She had amazing eyes. Hazel embers that lured and pulled me in. They spoke with experience, something a lot of people lack at this. Feeling I was about to erupt at any moment, I yanked her off and ordered her to bend over. She gave a lustful grin, biting her bottom lip as she complied with my order. I walked up behind her, engulfing her with my six foot three inch frame. She moaned out loudly and her body trembled as I teased her by rubbing my throbbing cock at her wet entrance. The look on her face was one of great anticipation. She wailed out in ecstasy as I entered her welcoming pussy. My eyes shut as I gripped my wife.