He had joined us during the night, so Swift Rat and I were ready to go home. However, Swift Rat did remind me of the shotgun and ammunition that Marti... had stolen. I agreed that the shotgun represented a hell of a lot of work on Amos' part, so we owed it to him to try to recover it.The dog was not at all reluctant to go with us as we went toward the place we thought that Bob Martin must be. We traveled for about an hour and came upon a pile of bloody clothes and some broken human bones. Well,. Initially, I hesitated to pick it up and soak them.I saw Sumithra, in her brown cotton nighty, she lifted it to her upper knees and tucked to her navel. Sumithra was bending and washing with her hands, which made her back wide visible over her nighty. It was really huge. For the first time, I got a different feeling on her in that view. I couldn’t resist from viewing her at that moment. From the back, I could see her panty lining over her nighty. Without my control, my dick stood hard. I was. This time he had betrayed God. That hurt more than his raping cock. Still, I didn't cry. I had to survive my son's fresh assault. I had to breathe, I told myself. Sobs would disturb my timing.I discovered that by tightening my lips at the right time and pressing on the underside of my boy's retreating prick, I could fine tune his fucking of my face. He could dig deeper into my gullet and I could pull in more air than the first two times."Ohhh, That's it, Mom, tongue me and suck me!" Race. She started to say something again when I spread her legs wide, and saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties under her short skirt. I told her to shut the fuck up, I was going to fuck her right then and there. Her pussy was glistening, she was ready to have a cock inside of her, and I was going to ram one in for her. With her legs over my shoulders, I unzipped my jeans and pulled by cock out. I quickly slid into my wife’s thoroughly wet pussy. Laura let out a long moan as I slid into her pussy..