He was a great believer in insurance, so when he died, I never had to work, and our sons' college educations were in separate trust funds. We'd had a ...son a year after we were married, but he died just after our fourth son was born.I mourned my husband for several years, but eventually the urge for sex grew too strong, and I started going out to pick up men. Oh, I had my toys, which satisfied my needs most of the time, but sometimes a woman just needs to fuck!The evening when things started. Me: What the heaven you covered with your blouse, mom?Pranati: The heaven awaits you. Bury yourself in that heaven.I held her hands very tightly from the back. I am getting a heavenly feeling opening her blouse. For a second I put the nail cutter down and put my right hand on her neck under her hair.I pulled my mom’s bitch toward my lips. I was kissing my bitch till my heart desires. She wants to free herself and grab my head while kissing. I did not give her that chance. She broke the kiss and. She too smiled and both of us laughed.She then sat on my lap me facing me and then hugged me close to her.I too hugged her back very close.We must have hugged each other for 5 mins then she broke the hug asked me to move to the sofa.As we moved to the sofa, she pushed me down, took my right hand kept it on her left breast.I felt a breast with hand for the first time, at first slowly and then all of a sudden gave it a tight squeeze.She moaned instantly and asked me “Do you like them?”.I replied. I could smell her sex on her hand as it moved close to my face. The scent was intoxicating. I lifted it the rest of the way off as she pushed my shorts and underwear off my hips, exposing my hard cock once more."Jesus, it's still hard as a rock!" she said, awed. I was pretty impressed myself with the little time it took to get it big and hard again. Come to think of it, I don't think it had gone down at all after the pool. I was distracted in my thoughts by her mouth wrapping around the head of.