Usske baad bhabhi ne mujhe bed k upper lita diya or mujhe aisa feel ho raha tha jaise bhabhi ko sex ki bhukh hai or wo mera rape kar rahi ho. Mujhe be... pe litane k baad wo mere upar chad gayi or mere hothon ko chusne lagi. Or meri shirt k batan khol k meri shirt utaar di or meri chest pe apne hothon se kiss karne lagi. Kiss karte karte bhabhi ne apna ek haath mere lund ko sehlaane mai buesy ker liya. Or fir meri Jeans ki pent k batan khol diye or kaha Raman pent to utaaro problem ho rahi hai.. ..." I stoppedas I realized that she seemed to be on the verge of tears. "It's allgood, Mom, everything turned out fine!" No need to upset her oversomething that happened twenty years ago. "Here, Mom, let me give youthese pictures back." She took them, started going through the stack,and the vacant, yet happy expression that she had worn when I firstarrived returned to her face."I'll be going now, Mom, OK?" Caught up in her memories, she barelyseemed to notice my departure.I had a lot to think. I giggled. “Enjoying yourself?” I said as I rubbed his sensitive spot with my thumb. “If you keep teasing me, I’m going to be enjoying myself a lot more then you.” He said. “Oh, is that so?” I said. I kept rubbed my clit with his tip to agitate him. “Ye….agghhhh!” He stopped as I slammed myself down onto him as hard as I could. “Holy fuck, Eric you are such a great size for me.” I said in pleasure as my head dropped down and rested on his shoulder. I just took in the moment and tried to absorb. I replied I had a few varieties of wine, a couple bottles of beer, some Cuervo and a brand new bottle of Jack Daniels that hadn’t been opened yet. She told me to grab the Jack and come to bed. Who was I to refuse? When I finished locking up the house, turning off the lights and made it back to my bedroom, she was under the covers waiting for me. She told me to lay down and grabbed the bottle of Jack, opened it and took a swig. I’m not even sure she had swallowed when she went down on me. It.