I felt so sad and so low. How could I have let myself go like that? How would I ever be able to face Bill again? How could I sit there at home, and ta...lk to John like nothing had happened?For the next few weeks I was quiet around work, and never let myself be alone with Bill or any other man for that matter. I didn't trust myself. I didn't trust any man there either. I was driving myself crazy with guilt and the pain of what I had done to my husband. John, so innocent, was hugging me close every. I kissed my daughter, dipping my tongue into that luscious mouth as I began to fuck her. I went slowly at first -- but Cherie urged me on, begging me to go faster, deeper. And as the tempo of my strokes increased, she began to thrust her hips against me until I was furiously pistoning in and out of my daughter's pussy, plowing her like an animal. Ripping her mouth away from mine, Cherie began to scream as she neared orgasm. "Oh, God... oh, Mom – Oh! OH! FUCK ME!" Her legs scissored around my. We went to a mall picked stuff for home, then picked her son and reached home and then after an hour Jiju also came back. He was also stunned looking at Didi and kissed her in the hall way though it was regular but this time I noticed a bulge in his pants as if he is ear to eat didi up in the hall only. Didi ran away to kitchen.Jiju changed we all had dinner and I was that he was ear to finish the dinner and sleep showing the he was very tired and need to sleep early. I understood but kept. I could feel the muscular cords in his thighs tensing as I pressed lingering French kisses on his flesh, maneu- vering from north to south, hips to knees. His cock began to rise, a majestic pillar protruding splendidly from his groin. I watched it grow from the corner of my eye and shivered, wanting to immediately impale myself on it. I kept flashing back to our first, frenzied coupling against the wall in his apartment, how overpowering and shattering it had been, and I trembled from wanting.