I waited for few seconds and finally opened the door at once. I saw rajan lying on the bed, he had his t-shirt on but without any pants, his cock was ...hard and my mom was holding it. She was wearing a petticoat but without any blouse and bra, her huge boobs were hanging as she was giving blowjob to Rajan, I came inside and started clapping. My mom seeing me got shocked instantly and started hiding her boobs with the bed sheet. I asked mom.Me: What the help is happening here?Mom: It Isn’t what. I left early so I could get home before you left.” She said. “Oohh… well thank you!” “You weren’t listening again I bet.” “I was so…” “No you weren’t… then what did I say I was going to do tonight while your gone?” “Um… hang out with your girls, right?” “NO!” Yep… once again I was in trouble with her. We’ve been together for about a year and a half. She instantly knows when I’m lying or not. After a year of a relationship, we got an apartment together. At my job I moved up and became a store. She trembled as he kissed her hard.His hands roamed her body as he loved her. She surrendered into it. She kissed him with awakened passion. She moaned. He growled. I fought the urge to masturbate. I wanted to join them. To feel them loving my body. I flexed the fingers of my hand not holding the camcorder.His hand grabbed the hem of his mother’s skirt. He pulled it up. He drew it higher and higher. He raised her dress up her thigh, exposing more and more of her. She whimpered into the kiss.. Sniffing the cork, letting it breathe, rolling a drop around in the glass and looking at it to see whatever it was that she was looking for. I used to kid her about it, but not that day. It looked like she had a romantic evening planned and I wasn’t going to do anything to spoil the mood.She put the dinner on the table and poured the wine. We usually didn’t talk while eating so the silence didn’t cause me concern. We finished the meal and I topped off the wine glasses and waited. This would be.