"Oh yes, it's so hot doing it in front of the kids," Brian said."I know, the idea has gotten my pussy wet many times before," I replied.I grinned and ...kissed him once. He leaned his right hand down towards my pussy, as always, it was soaked, and it was probably gonna stay that way for quite awhile. He rubbed my pussy slowly for a minute or two, then I leaned down on my back. He slowly got right on top of me and then neither one of us had our eyes on our kids."Where have you been all my life?". I asked him to sit in drawing room and then I went to bring juice for him. At first, I thought of changing dress but then I thought what the use is. He has seen already, what is to hide now.He was sitting on the sofa and I could feel him staring at me with lusty eyes. Just to talk something, I asked him, “Sushil, tell me about your family, are you married?”“No, I am unmarried.”“OK, so any girlfriend?”“No, no one”“OK but you are so cute and handsome but how come you don’t have a. Our kisses became harder, more insistant, stoking the heat between us.Her hand which had been caressing my bulge went to my belt and tugged it loose. She undid my jeans and smoothly ran my zipper down. She fell to her knees and put her hand inside my jeans, fishing my hard shaft free of the constriction of my boxers. I watched her as she took the head into her mouth. Her hand deftly skinned the foreskin back, exposing my glans. She started to lick it, swirl her tongue around on it. I was insane. I wasn’t forty-two or forty-three or whatever. Even the memories I had of future history were more like déjà vu than foreknowledge. I knew there were big things coming up in the next few years. But what I considered big was what had been important to me in the last life and didn’t include things like who won the Kentucky Derby or the World Series. If I was going to get rich, it was going to be by being savvy in the real estate market, not by betting on the Super Bowl. I knew the technology.