Main ye baat bolke bahar nikal gaya. Aur bahar jaake dosto ke sath kuch kha liya. Fir raat ko main ghar aaya. Mummy ne jaise hi gate khola. To maine u...nki taraf dekha. Magar ab mujhe unki aankho mein thodi nami dikhayi di.Mummy halke halke pigal rahi thi. Mere khana na khane se unhe bhi aacha nahi lag raha tha. Aur mera plan kaam kar raha tha.Main sidha apne kamre mein aa gaya. Fir kuch der baad papa bhi aa gaye. Main apne kamre mein betha hua tha. Tabhi papa ki awaaj aayi.Papa – Avi oo Avi chal. Soon she had four fingers pumping in and out of her pussy and her hips were bucking violently. Her orgasm came over her in waves and it felt like she was cumming forever. She lay there for awhile a basked in the afterglow. This wasn't the first time her dream was about having sex with another woman. Each time she masturbated thinking about it her orgasm was stronger. She wondered if she could go through with the real thing. She did find herself attracted to a few women but never thought about. I was mesmerized as I watched the video of my wife sucking the large black cock of our chauffeur. His cock began to glisten as the saliva from her mouth began to lubricate it. He reached behind her head and grabbed her hair and pushed her forward and he pushed his hips forward and I knew his cock was entering her throat. Her nostrils flared and her eyes were open wide as he held her there, his balls resting against her chin and her nose buried in his curly pubic hair. I heard her moan, both on. “Now you need a partner. Mommy, get up and dance with your son.” He said. “Take his cock and help him get it hard.” I was hard already but she grasped it nevertheless and we did a strange dance for that fat man with the thick hard cock. “Excellent. Sonny boy needs to show me his ass now. Turn around and bend over.” And as I did, I felt a dollop of mom’s lube cool my asshole followed by a strange hot feeling. He was pushing his cock into me.Mom protested but she must have got a nasty looks.