In a irritated tone he said WHAT, WHAT IS IT? When she saw his face she broke down in tears. He said come in Princess, you both can come in. Now that... was a handsome guy! He was tall like his Father. His Father was 65 and he was 64. He had the same build as his Father and dark brown thick hair with blue eyes with long lashes, just like his Father. Once we were inside, he shut the door and she fell into his arms. He was holding her tight and kissing her on her head while asking her what was. Before it gets full hard I lean my lower half outward so I’m no longer touching my mom. I slowly run my right hand up the inside of her thigh to her bush. Then, I grab a handful of her pussy hair and tug on it gently.“Oh baby that feels so good when you pull it like that. You were right.”“I told you mom. Now lay back.”“What are you going to do to your mommy? Do you want to feel my hairy bush on your face and tongue?”“Fuck yeah I do. Now lay down.”My mom lays down on my bed with her legs bent. Once breakfast is over, we decide to take a shower. Since it’s raining out, we’ve decided to not go out. We’ll just enjoy the day inside, pretending the world doesn’t exist beyond the two of us. We head towards the shower, stripping off what little we have on, and climb in. The water is hot, filling the room with steam, making it feel all the darker than it should be for ten in the morning. Finally, for the first time this morning, Nicolas leans down, cupping my face with his hands, he kisses. We started chatting and he kept telling me that I was ravishing and my husband is lucky to have me.Suddenly his eyes fell on the stretch marks on my navel and he pointed it out to me asking me what were those? I explained to him what stretch marks were and how it has considerably reduced in the past 7 months.Without another word, he put his hand inside my saree and started feeling my stretch marks. Although the touch of a man after a long time felt good, I wasn’t sure whether it was.