I felt so so good. I could feel my pussy getting wet as we French kisses. Him holding my head as he moved his tongue around my mouth, making me kiss...him. I felt weak. I wanted him to take me. He told me we should go somewhere and I nodded. We left and he drove us to his house. He took me by the hand inside his living room which was large and had two couches and a large screen tv. He pulled me onto him on one of the couches as we kisses and he started grabbing and kneading my breasts. . Her ex-husband Hank was now shacked up with her chatter-mouth hairdresser Lucille with her irritating over-sized boobs and lush nineteen year old body. What her almost fifty year old ex-mate could possibly see in the girl was beyond her because the loose thing's vocabulary was restricted to what one would find only in a soap opera digest. It had to be either her puffed-up bosom or her undeniably plump backside that had caught her Hank up in the web of a typical mid-life sordid affair with. I started licking her body and grabbed both boobs and started fondling with them. She was moaning and she was enjoying it.I then went to her pussy region and started licking it and put my tongue into her pussy and was playing with it..She was increasing her moans and asked me to fuck her… After completely exploring her pussy I took a breather and then decided it is time. I told her, Kavitha aunty i am going to insert my dick in your pussy and fuck you my bitch…I slowly inserted my dick in her. I didn’t really care because I was moaning and yelling loudly too. “Oh Fuck!” she yelled as she came over my cock. A few seconds later, I came straight into her pussy. She leaned down and kissed me hard.“That…felt…so good.” I said in between our kisses. I heard someone clear their throat and I turned to the door. It was Mom! “Oh shit!” I said as I gently pushed Carmen off of me. She saw Mom and her guys got big. She stole my cover and ran out of the room as Mom gave her ‘I’ll talk to you later’.