Main kahin baar mami k line dene ki koshish ki jab ghar pe koi na ho magar woh mere taraf dhayan nahin deti thi.Ek din main unki bedroom padh raha tha...aur woh unke room main jhadu laga rahi thi jab woh jukti thi toh unki half boobs ko dekh kar mera lund kafi garam ho kar bahr nikle ke liye utawla hota tha.Ek din main college se aakar ghar pahuncha to dekha mami apni kapde dho rahi thi aur unki saree ghutnotak uthai thi tab maine unki gore gore jangh ko dekh kar me dekhti hi reh gaya aur usi. "Tia blushed with embarrassment, "Jack is your husband. I would never think about having an affair with him. He's a great looking guy, and he is so kind and considerate, but come on Carol. You're my best friend. I could never do that to you." I mentioned it 'because' we are best friends. I hate seeing you hurting like this. I'm willing to share Jack with you once in a while. Let me feel him out on the idea."When Jack came home from work that evening, Carol told him about her conversation with. It was bulky too and sported a conical side mounted attachment which flared outward like a miniature trumpet, the inner concave section was an almost perfect ergonomic match for the glans of the penis. This guy also had two large tens pad type of electrodes placed on the underside of his cock which looked more like the pads from a 'Slendertone' device than 'trodes bundled with commercial stim gear. After a few quick wanking strokes to 'firm up' he left the majority of his foreskin still. I touched her love spot and gently pressed it then I slowly hooked my forefingers into her panties and slowly started to pull them down. She raised her hips slightly to facilitate their removal. Now my mother lay completely nude before me. I looked at her completely shaved vagina and I put my mouth to her vagina and kissed it. This was the place through which I had entered this world nearly two decades ago. The scent of its love juices made me mad and I put my tongue inside it. I flicked her.