" Rob signed the packing slip for the man carried the packages into the house. He knew Devon and his friends are going to return in an hour or so. Rob... carried the three boxes in to the house.Maria and the girls grabbed their boxes to change. Rob returned to his favorite room in the house, his den. He lifted a bottle of beer to his lips. Another weekend without his wife and family.A few minutes later, Rob heard some clicking of high heels. It was too late, they have changed into their outfits. You know 'Smoke-Filled Room'?" That chestnut?" the steel bass player said. This evening had been a loss, anyway, a total disaster, and now it was obviously going to be amateur hour. "Sure, we know it." Play it, then," Jenny said."Oh, well, what the hell, we're getting paid for this," the lead guitar said.The band didn't know "Smoke-Filled Room" very well, and they were off key, but it wouldn't matter a whole lot, with some amateur singing. They swung into the opening strains, and the girl. That did not mean that i gave up on my fantasy. I had taped a couple of videos of ishika and ramesh fucking and her showing her cum filled pussy and i would frequently jerk off watching them. I would also rent porno flicks of women being fucked by more that one man, preferably those with the men coming inside the woman and would imagine it was my laxmi. A real breakthrough came one night when we were alone watching a romantic movie about this tragic romance which had some semi explicit love. From a modest young woman, Roxie became a wanton woman at the mere touch of her son's hand. The transformation was swift, not giving her any time to mentally adjust.She arched her hips high, knees wide apart. She moaned as her son parted the pink wetness of her cunt, staring at it. His fingers pulled at the hairy lips of her pussy, and she felt the deep pulsations increase. She watched his young face as he looked her crotch over, seeing his excitement there."Mom, I wanna see you piss again," he.