"Well," exclaimed Mom as she reached into the pocket of her skirt and took out a small jar, "Look at that. You certainly are good to go!"Good to go wa... an understatement.She looked up at me. "Now do you want to do it yourself until you need my help or do you want to just sit back and let me do it for you?"Was that a trick question?Obvious answer was fucking obvious. As if I was going to say NO to my first ever masturbation session by someone else. Doing it solo was great and all but to have it. Ich blieb wie erstarrt am Bett sitzen, nur meine beiden Haende, die nochimmer den Telefonhoerer umkrallten, sanken langsam, meiner Brustentlang, hinab in meinen Schoss. Im Gedanken versunken vernahm ichploetzlich ganz deutlich Schritte am Gang. Wie versteinert konnte ich nurlauschen, unfaehig einer Bewegung. Die Schritte stoppten genau vordieser Tuer, welche gerade aufgesperrt wird. Beim zweiten Sperrversuchoffnet sich die Tuere und jemand kommt herein. Auch meine unendlicheNeugier war nicht in. “Rekha, suck my cock and take off your clothes. I’m dying to see you naked. Play with my cock but I will fuck mom first. I have dreamed of me fucking her ever since I was ten when I saw my dad bang her doggy style with her boobs hanging down and he rode her from behind, oh how I felt jealous of dad then! I would have mom as my wife, my slut, my sex toy rather than anyone else. I will fuck you any way you like but let me fulfill my dream of fucking mom first” Vasu’s cock rose to new dimensions. What I found was the best present of the day.My wife had finished her bath and was laying on our king sized bed completely naked. She is a wonder to behold and I just stopped and gazed. The smile on her face was partial because her fingers were furiously fingering her wet pussy and partial because she knew I wanted her. Her left hand was rubbing and twisting her left nipple. Both tits seemed to be aroused because they were hard and pointy. Her right hand was between her legs. Her thumb and.