It had been a lonely time for him. ‘Are you back to brutalizing your horse Jean? You sound to be generating excessive aggression.’ ‘God you men,... Neville told you I’m permitted to ride again. You two gossip like old women.’ ‘I’ll be with you in thirty minutes Jean. You’re a good mate and I don’t have many.’ ‘I can understand you being short of male friends. None of their women are safe with you around.’ ‘Thank you Jean. Now be a good girl and return to your kennel.’ The front door to Jean and. His mother is kavya and she is the heroine of our story. She was around 28 & she was a slim and sleek with flat stomach. Yes, She had flat stomach and she used to wear her saree below her navel and I used to get aroused of it.Both our families got close and her husband is working in a school as a teacher. One day in the early morning she came down to clean the stair wearing nighty and she was in a way that she stood between the sun light and me and all our private parts were visible instantly.. Finally, I increased my efforts and picked up the pace in order to bring myself to orgasm, and eventually felt my climax starting to build. Another minute or so of hard and fast strokes and I slammed into her and shot my load into her pussy. After a while I moved from on top of her and we lay side by side. She continued to complement me on my equipment and on my stamina… as I said, the alcohol was working out well for her.Eventually she moved down between my legs again and once again started to. My wardrobe became even more exotic and slutty from that moment on, as I embraced the Hotwife life, actively playing the role of cheating hotwife.My preferred sexual scenario would be one male pleasuring me, but there have been occasions where more than one male was attending to my sexual needs and I can’t deny that those occasions have been very sexually satisfying.I have on two separate occasions been the stripper at a private stag show for a few of his friends, where I was passed around like.