He turned me around. Now I was facing him. His manly lips so close to mine that his hot breadth was getting sprayed over my cheeks. “Kiss me mom…....ou want to, baby….” He let loose my hair. I was fully aroused and I flung my arms around my son’s neck, “Yes Rakesh….Yes…..I want to kiss you, darling!” I glued my lips to his. He smooched me real hard making slurping sounds. I darted my hungry tongue in my son’s mouth instigating him to suck on it. He sucked my tongue, bite my lips and cheeks. I. “So fucking badly!” he grunted grabbing her by the hips. My wife reached between her legs and guided the head of his dick into her pussy. “Oh fuck!” My wife screamed as she lowered her lips sliding his big black dick deep into her pussy. “Damn that pussy is so tight!” the man moaned as my wife worked her hips up and down burying every inch of his big black dick in her pussy.I watched in disbelief as my wife’s plump round ass bounced up and down as she rode the man’s huge black dick. She. Time for shots I tell her, and get them ordered. As we continue our great time of getting drunk, Lynn was getting bolder herself, she started to rub my cock through my shorts, getting me nice and hard, then I wanted to feel her honey pot, I move my hand up inside her dress and move all the way up to her snatch, I find it barren of any hair, I slide my middle finger up and down her slit, Lynn gasps and clinches her legs in a pleasant reaction, not a denial. Lynn takes her hand off of my cock,. ‘Mr. Ivonova, it’s good to see you,’ Shane added as he opened the door. ‘YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU! I DON’T KNOW WHAT MY DAUGHTER EVER SAW IN YOU, BUT THIS HAS GONE ON LONG ENOUGH!’ Peter shouted. ‘Daddy, what in the world is wrong with you?’ Ayla wanted to know. ‘Wrong with me? What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you Ayla!’ Peter exclaimed. ‘How could you stay with a man who forced you to have an abortion?’ he roared. ‘An abortion? I never had an abortion,’ Ayla said, the confusion.