They would move with each other very closely and the other people will think they are sisters. Further when my wife became pregnant for second time sh...e will seek the advice of aunty in each and every matter.In due time my wife went to her parents for giving delivery and my small girl also went with her. I was living alone. It was not possible for my mother to come and stay with me. As I knew some cooking I managed with it and was living alone. It was not very difficult for me, but many times. That is how she put it, get away. She asked me a lot of questions, and she too expressed an avid interest and curiosity as to what Claudia and Richard had been caught doing. She asked me to try to find out, but I also refused to do it for her. She told me she wasn't going to be nice to me anymore if I wasn't nice to her. I still refused.When Brenda hadn't contacted me by the following Wednesday, I asked Mrs. Parsons if it would be all right if I went swimming at the club after our round of golf. Robert stepped around the table, took my hand and pulled me to a standing position. He guided me to the living room couch. It was clear that this discussion was over for the time being. We kissed deeply, each of our tongues exploring the other’s mouth. Robert began unbuttoning my blouse, removing it and then my bra; leaving my smallish, but perky tits exposed to the air-conditioned air. My nipples stood up proudly on display. I started unbuttoning Robert’s shirt and removing it. I was still in. I almost swooned with how gorgeous he was. Young men were so sexy. And my son was a hunky stud.“There you go, Mom,” he said. Then he glanced down. “Huh, not as dirty as I thought.”“Oh, well, I do keep a clean house,” I said, hoping he wouldn’t realize I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made sure to reach with it, bending over to push the vacuum cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran.