Until one hopeless day, mom was angry that I saw porn and scolded badly. I also shouted and suddenly said her bad things that involved Sharif. She bro...e down and I knew I screwed it up and left home.Then came back to take my cycle keys. But as I entered the house I saw Sharif changing tube light. Mom was watching TV after changing it. He took TV remote from mom and switched it off. As Sharif proceeded towards her, mom stood up as she didn’t get why he was coming towards her.As they both got. She grinned, cheeks flushed, and did the same to me. Now you can guess how incredibly turned on I was!I looked down to her underwear, an amazingly cute pink thong, which I knew she had and was so jealous of - my mum hated the thought of me having a thong. I was in baby blue knickers - pretty standard I guess. I sat on the foot of her bed, the tips of. My thumbs on the inside of the knicker elastic at my hips. "one, two, three" I whispered, and slowly pulled them down and over my ankles. I could. . ah… ah…. ah.. Chinnu!”I slowly went down on her and removed her saree totally and lifted her petticoat. Then I made her sit on the bed and spread her legs and started to suck her pussy.My hot mom started moaning, “Ah Chinnu! come on do it fast Chinnu”. She held my head to her pussy. And continued moaning, “Ahh it’s so nice. Ah.. mmmm..”She was pressing her boobs with one hand and holding my head with the other. I increased the pace of pussy sucking and after a few minutes, she released all. Stacy now has a pussy within inches of her face, and I can’t tell if she is having a good time or not. The stripper whispers something in my her ear, and my wife agrees with whatever was said, and next thing I know her breasts are out, and the stripper is sucking on them, and she has pulled Stacy’s skirt up so that everyone watching this stage can see her tiny little thong while she rubs her hand on the outside of her underwear. I could almost hear the thump on the bottom of tables as guys.