As if by instinct my Mother stiffened her grip on the back of the couch as I plunged into her in one strong stroke."Ummnph" As much as she liked it I ...continued the same stroke over and over. I would pull nearly all the way out then plunge into her harder each time. I had her pussy soaking wet withing 4 strokes of this. Right as I went to pull out again we heard Dad drive away and that egged me on so I started just furiously pounding her pussy as hard and fast as I could."Oh my GOD, fuck me Son.. “There certainly is!”Rita had her share of pussy in the past and soon had Susan moaning with pleasure. The erotic sensation finally built to a fever pitch and Susan released another sensual sounding cum.“Fuck does your pussy cum ever taste good!” Rita expressed, lapping up her fresh nectar.Rita turned around and cuddling with Susan they shared several kisses. “Dan, I think Rita has changed me into loving pussy!”“Yahoo, I’m a happy man!” he cried punching the air and they laughed.Susan happened. That’s what brings me to this short story. It was a slow Wednesday morning and there were no prospective clients around. Most of the staff were out with clients or delivering cars, and I was the only sales staffer available. I was walking past a row of gorgeous, sleek Bentleys towards the Lotus area of the showroom when a man walked in. He was not a handsome man, certainly no Brad Pitt, but not ugly either. He had a confident, but not conceited aura about him that was instantly attractive.. On fine evening when i was coming into my house i have seen Divya aunty in house and she was weeping her tears later i came to know that her husband is not good with her, my mother and our family began to scold her husband for being rude to her. She became very gud friend to my mother she comes to my house for at-least ones in a week. I remember that day, my mother had gone to her sister’s house for some puja i was alone in my house (me watching TV). There was a somebody knocking the door i.