” As things turned out I wasn’t at all disappointed—not in the mornings and definitely not at night. And—yes—the beans did their work, muc... to Sheila’s embarrassment. I just laughed it off, knowing that we’d probably not see my mother again for more than a year.We left for the airport around 10:30 and I doubted that Sheila was surprised when I pulled into Sonny’s parking lot an hour later. We had just ordered—sliced pork, fries, and beans with un-sweet tea when Sheila spoke. “Your mother. I offered Danny a seat and asked how long he had known my wife. He said this is his first meeting with her and that Cindy had set up this meeting. Cindy works with my wife and her husband is also cuckold. Just then my wife came up with a couple of cold beers. It was obvious that she had rubbed the cold cans on her nipples before she walked up. Her nipples where rock hard and in plain view through the thin nylon top. I pointed them out and asked if she where cold? She giggled and said no, only. As soon as the head began to spread the ring of her asshole, Christi began to pant and wince like she was getting a tattoo.Even with the mix of saliva and pussy juice on the head of his cock, squeezing in Christi was trying to penetrate a clenched fist. After the first quarter-inch, the protective skin gave way to soft wet flesh, and while intense friction remained, Jason was able to slowly insert his whole manhood into her."Oh god, it's too big! You're going to break me!" Christi screamed,. She eagerly wanted to accompany me to see the village.As it was getting dark I took her for a shorter trip. In between we exchanged kisses for short duration. After returning back I was again asked to bring some pickles , which were to be packed for our next day journey back to Pune. I along with her again went to our relatives bldg which was locked.I unlocked and locked the door from inside and went upstairs along with her to collect the pickles.On terrace I untied her knot and licked her.