However, my cousins house was under renovation so could she stay in my house.Hmmm, I kept thinking of her getting hammered by Raju but on the other ha...d, she was much older and must have mellowed. A bit of difficult situation. In the other hand, now that my uncle was no more, she was no longer his wife. But again, she is 60+. My mind was going wild.As for me. I was footloose and fancy free.A few days later, she arrived, my cousin had fetched her from Heathrow.“Am really sorry about this but we. ”Do you remember the path”she said then “good ,now do it again, placing her hands on my shoulders pushing me back down. This time while starting up the path I let my hand follow lightly touching her inner leg. I was surprised when I kissed along her mound she didn’t pull my hand away. Amy seemed to enjoy it as my finger started slipping along her lips..I still continued kissing and following up her body while I continued to finger fucked her. Even when she grabbed my head holding it on her. Sex was a usual thing in the house. Here is some montage of quickie sessions that we did.In the kitchen: The same dayMom was standing by the kitchen counter as I fucked her from behind. Both naked and mom enjoying every bit of it.My hands spanking her ass as I went deep in her. Her jugs moving back and forth as we both engaged in an intense session.Me: Oh, mom, I just cannot get enough of you. (spanks her ass)Swati: Me too, baby, fuck me hard fuck (feeling the spank) Where did you learn all. " He stumbled slightly over the word. "It was not then as it is now, you understand."That one I understood all right. Amnesty about immigration had become the "a-word," not to be uttered aloud in certain circles. The idea of the current crop of illegals being offered any path at all to citizenship, no matter how torturous, was regarded by many as anathema. A good part of the reason seemed to be that the ungrateful bastards might vote the "wrong" way if they ever gained the right to do that,.