I could not make up my mind whether I should be happy about it, sad, or traumatized! It was the night that changed my life forever. I was talking with...my hubby on the phone, who had gone out of Kolkata for a project. I was in a bedroom.“Oh yeah… I’ll… get it for you… I know how much you love Idli!”Every word had to struggle to come out of my mouth. I feared I might utter the wrong word, and Krish might get suspicious. Not that he ever thought I would cheat on him. His name is Shankar. It didn’t take them long before they where both naked and making out like school kids. They must have just French kissed for about ten minutes with my mother stroking his cock with here little white hand. It was strange seeing such a little white hand stroke such a giant black dick. I was getting frustrated with them just kissing; I at this point wanted to see much more and had already been stroking my own dick. What my mother did next just blew my mind. She positioned her head over his cock. I inserted my tongue in her mouth and sucked her saliva. It was a very passionate kiss and during that time, I removed her T-shirt. She was wearing white color bra and I massaged her boobs over her bra. Using my other hand, I put off her jeans and pressed her legs and inner thighs. She started to moan ooh aah aah ooh…. I raised my hand and started pressing around her panties. Slowly I removed her bra and panties as well. She became nude in front of me. I am seeing a girl without dress for the. I thrust the vibrator up your wet pussy and lick your clitoris as I thrust it up and down. I want you to come for me again. I move to your nipples and breasts and give them some deserved attention. The vibrator is wet with your juices and slips in and out very easily. You build up to another orgasm. Go down to taste m again you tell me. I replace the vibrator with my pierced tongue. You once again flood my mouth with your sweet pussy juices. ‘Fuck me.’ you tell me. ‘Not yet.’ I go out the.