It was almost 10 minutes since he went inside the kitchen, wonder what he was doing in the kitchen with my wife. All I could hear was sounds of plates... and pots and utensils and a couple of spoons drop on the ground. I was thinking in my mind that Bob was probably watching her and filming her bend over. I sit and read my newspaper while he comes back after about 20 minutes and then sits in front of me breathing so hard with his eyes closed. So I asked him what happened. He replied, your. The bed sank gently as my strong hands braced themselves next to her shoulders, my well-muscled chest grazed her nipples and then my hot hard thick cock pressed against her cunt. Her breath shot out of her, the thickness of my cock was most pleasing. Like chocolate drizzled on cold vanilla ice cream, it ran up and down her lips, making her drip in the delicious combination of stiffness and heat. She could smell a familiar soap and the Parisian night air of her lover. For a moment, it took her. Breasts and your son would suck it in with your... milk?" Yeah. You know kids can get poisoned so many ways." Yes, I guess so," I said, watching her tits rocking back and forth as she trimmed the front of my hair.She glanced down and saw the direction of my gaze before I could avert it."Yeah, I know. They are pretty gross, aren't they?" No! No, they are not! They are absolutely beautiful," I said reverently."Oh? You like my boobies?" She stopped almost right in front of me."I think they are. I could hear light sounds of hurried breathing and saw a light coming from one of the rooms branching off of the hallway. I crept over to the doorway, expecting to see Cate sitting their having disobeyed my order. That’s not what I saw. As I peeked around the doorframe I saw the back of Cate’s mums head, the hurried breathing was coming from her and the light from the small screen of the laptop in front of her. I got a better look and noticed that she had headphones in and was watching a video.