Running my hands down her back to her ass I grab both checks and press into her. I feel my cock start to grow again. Mom breaks the kiss and says. “...I never thought you were going to come and see me”I said, “Dad is still in his chair, I didn’t think I should take the chance.”She said. “Don’t worry about that, he always falls asleep in his chair. He will wake up and come in the morning. He says it feels good on his back. We really need to get a new bed.”With that mom pulled me into their room,. This place was called Bordello. The old woman had told her its name. It was a room with no windows. There were no colours but red. Red damask had been stretched over the walls. A huge bed stood covered with red satin pillows, red satin sheets, and red silk draperies. Her knees sank deeply into the red carpet. And even the lovely Japanese lacquered armoire was a shining red. All was red, except for the ceiling. The ceiling was a single, square wall-to-wall mirror.She knew of only one door. It. As it happened we were going to TO just after Easter and my online friend said they were having a party at her place and would I like to come. I jumped at the chance and after our shopping etc in the afternoon we turned up at the party about 8.00pm. I told my wife that I had been given the invitation from one of the couples at work so she didn't know what it was about. When we got there there was about 12 couples and everyone just mingled and chatted and drank. About 11.00pm most couples left. The man was grabbing Ana by her waist, trying to kiss her.After struggling hard, my wife broke away and tried to flee across the yard towards the kitchen, but the huge man grabbed her within a few feet. He wrapped her body from behind, squeezing roughly her nice sweet tits. I could see her nipples had got hard between his darker fingers. He mauled her firm tits from behind as Anita screamed, yelling out for help.After he grew tired of that, Pedro dragged my wife back over to the kitchen full.