She wasshocked and surprised " oh my, what are you doing ?" She added " oh my God, stop that and put yourshort back on". I replied " Mom, I can't help... it, I haven't get any for six months, and Your hot bodyreally effecting me, If I don't get off then I will be walking around here with a hard on for two weeks,I am so sorry". Mom grabbed the kitchen towel covered her boobs and stomach. She said " I am yourmom, you can't do that ". I replied " We are in middle of the sea, so no one will know about. She began trying to free her hands from mine, making me use the full weight of my body to stop her from moving. I pulled her hair to one side and put my mouth to her ear. “Stop fucking struggling, you dirty bitch!” I whispered to her. “I’m going to shoot my cum inside your tight little arse.” I allowed one her hands to wriggle free, as I did every time. “Rub your clit as I fuck your arse,” I told her. Although Joanne had already experienced two orgasms, I knew from experience, that this one. I know it’s you.I couldn’t understand how she found out.Me: (I was trying to manage what just happened ) Oh hey, Aaesha. I’m sorry I was half-sleep. I thought you to be my girlfriend and did something.Aaesha: Don’t lie, Raj, you were sleeping near my husband, and now you’re next to me.All this conversation was happening with her holding my cock near her pussy entrance and our lips touching now and then.Me: I’m sorry. I like you so much, and I couldn’t stay awayAaesha: I understand, but I’m. Both made these last the entire visit. They were not mean, merely very thrifty. They were not well off and lived near Mr Turner and Bill Purdey in the terraced cottages. George had worked at Manor Farm but was now riddled with arthritis and retired. Hilda added a bit to their income by doing a couple of cleaning jobs in the village. However she was also the de facto mistress of the village hall and had a finger in most village pies. Her pride and joy though was the village fete which was held.