I have too much to do."That night we enjoyed more homegrown music. I wrote some lyrics and Helen sang them to my playing. I liked ballads and they mad... many in my youth. Now they would get presented to everybody but for the first time once again.Dad played too but complained of his work-hardened fingers not responding like he needed. Mom and grandma sang their songs, too and that made the occasion very special.The family went to bed and I had to stay up to do more paperwork on the electronics. But before I could decide, Kerry softly stated, “I can see you are enjoying this as much as I am.” I looked back at Kerry, and observed that he had removed his shirt to expose his perfect, shaven chest. My cock immediately extended to its full length.I put on the other heel and stood up to my full height, tightening my calves just a bit to accentuate them. “Yes, very nice, Andrew. Now the wig.” I reached for the wig and placed it on my head, the black locks falling to my shoulders. “Mmm,. This mom is not going to shave her pussy at any cost.’’I like her teasing quotes and never insisted to go for shaving her pussy hairs. I saw her many times doing sex with dad. They both were passionate about sex. I like mom’s creativity, innovativeness, tolerance and adjustability. She always gets ready for adopting new techniques whether it was with dad in past or with me in at present.Sometimes I saw her in huge pain but great satisfaction while getting anal fuck with dad. She never denied. Puchti mai unko help karta tha ek din mai apne computer par net me ble film dekh raha tha tabhi unhone gate khtkhtya maine minimize kar k gate khol; diya wo kuch ques. K answer puch rahi thi jo mai unko samjha raha tha lekin mai tab blu film dekh kar bich me se utha tha isliye mera lund khada hua tha mai baar baar usko chupane ki kosis kar raha thaUpar se wo sexy gown pahan kar aai thi mai najre bacha kar unke sine se ubhre hue pahaad jaise gore dudh ki taraf najar gadae hue tha mujhe laga.