It was time to get serious. After so much self-denial, I wanted this, I needed this, I deserved this.I lifted my bum and with thumbs curled into each ...side I push my panties down. Down my legs but leaving them stretched around my ankles. My knees automatically open. My fingers traced along my inner thighs. Oh, I shivered with the anticipation, no matter how many times I'd done it before. She, my pussy, was already leaking. She craved to be touched. My favorite vibrator would feel good inside,. I knew this was going to be difficult but as long as I had Mom supporting me, I hoped that we could sort this out without any rancor; especially with Grace going away to school. Mom started by hugging Gracie and holding her in her arms and telling her that we had something important to tell her and that it wasn’t to be discussed outside the home. That we would tell JD when he reached his majority in a couple of years. We then explained our earlier years and how we started to be involved in an. Those days i was drinking daily and alcohol always used to make me horny, horny almost always was my condition. Of course i was in mid thirties.I was married at that time but was separated from wife for sometime. i did not have the habit of visiting prostitutes and i did not believe in spending money for sex. So I was horny.Ok, this horny guy, that is me, was travelling from Kerala to Chennai. I boarded the train from Trichur in the night train and it was a First class compartment of four. Sessie never stirred.The next morning, she woke in their king bed and lit a Camel Wide. She lay back down next to Val, who was still sleeping. As she took a long drag, she felt her pussy respond the way it did every morning. Smoking cigarettes got her wet. She knew this was a bit unusual. Sessie searched the internet and found it to be somewhat rare for a woman to have a smoking fetish - a true smoking fetish, but here it was. She was extremely aroused.Sessie knew Val hit the jackpot. She knew.