To us, she was a gentle soul.Husband is a typical chauvinist, very restrictive, checks her phone etc. As our family has looked after them for years, I...was trusted!Lately, she had gone extreme in her cooking – too much spice, food served too hot. Boy, she was also in full form, you could here her killing mosquitos which the electric bat with full vigour, totally unlike her sweet nature. This behaviour carried on, I did overhear her talking about how she hated her husband, but tradition meant,. Mike and I were old friends and 6 weeks ago we had started playing sexually. My cock was hard in his mum’s black lace panties and his cum was drying on her black fully-fashioned stockings. We were both 17 and I was staying at Mikes as his family had gone away for a couple of months. Mike couldn’t go because of school and it had been agreed that I would stay to keep him company and my parents would keep an eye on us. I had been there a week when our relationship took on a new dimension. It was a. She talks about how much she missed me and how she is doing in her classes. On our way home we pulled through the drive through to pick up some dinner. She insists that she pays but has to grab her money out of the back. She turns around and bends over her seat to reach her bag. Knowing how wrong it was I couldn’t help but notice her jeans falling down a bit and reveling part of the top of a pink lace thong. My poor cock starts to throb knowing what will never be. Once at the house we unpack. " Whatever. All your questions going to be this easy?" No Darling Donnie, some will be hard. Even more so than that scrumptious erection you're sporting for me." He blushed deep at this exposure of his weakness."What were you doing sneaking around our compound's HQ?" I was there to do your mom.!" He sneered. Oh this was going to be FUN"Let me try another easy one." I purred. I flicked on the light that illuminated just my face for his viewing pleasure. "What's your favorite color?" Red." He.