A low roar caught my attention and I turned. I could see a wave coming in that was just begging someone to ride it.I watched her for a minute and then... we both turned around and got ready to catch the wave. I waited, waited, then jumped up and let it take me. It was like flying. Spray from the wave hit me but I didn't care. I concentrated on keeping my balance, making sure my feet had a good grip on the board and adjusting to follow the flow. I wasn't going to try anything fancy.I glanced over. She'd squirm and her pussy would drip on my nose. My cock aches for attention. I can't contain myself at this point. I lunge my nearly eight inches into her, pushing her cervix in. She loved the first thrust, all the way to my sack as my balls stuck to her wet asshole for that brief moment. We weren't long for missionary, she loved to get fucked from behind so her tits could dangle and so I could rail on her as hard as I could. She'd look back at me with lustful eyes, wanting my cock to fill. We all understand our roles and realise that the threesome is set up purely to provide the maximum possible pleasure to all three of us. I also suggest we refrain from sex till then so that we are primed” I said. She fully agreed.We both got out of bed and I went to my room and we brushed and washed and showered elaborately. When I came to the kitchen, I saw mom was fresh as a daisy, she had shampooed her hair and fragrant. She was wearing a white cotton saree with crimson flower patterns, and. I took her to and brought her back from the precipice of cumming three or four times. Each time edging her slightly closer, but never allowing her to go over. After the fourth time she finally pushed me off in playful anger.She faked a temper tantrum and went to the couch. I placated her. I told her I was sorry for being mean to her. I went to her sitting on the couch and got on my knees in playful surrender. She smirked. I spread her knees open and lifted my head to her nipples. I kissed her.