I was totally shocked after seeing that.After a few seconds, she entered the home smiling and looked at me and went to the kitchen. I didn’t say any...hing about what I saw. After having dinner, I went to sleep but I couldn’t sleep at all. All night I was thinking of my mother and how she could do so.The next morning I got up and saw her cooking. Her back was facing me. I couldn’t stop noticing her round ass and to say, I started getting a boner too! I looked at my mother that way but I was. But at least he had a pretty wife and kids, probably grandkids. I’d come home to nothing but a silent, empty apartment that I didn’t want to go back to in the first place. Instead, I continue walking. To get out of the lights and noise, I turned down one of the side streets. Roscoe Street was darker, more private. I walked along the tree-lined sidewalk until I came to the alley. If I used this as a shortcut, my street was only two blocks away. I didn’t have anything going, so why not? Cutting. My precum was flowing freely, making my cock slick and my beating off began to sound as hot as it felt. Her toes now were against my lips."Suck my toes!"As I sucked her big toe, I began to get that tingling feeling deep in my balls, I stroked my cock faster. Feeling my cock swell, I pointed the head at her pussy and blew my load of cum all over her freshly shaved mound. Ann hooked her foot behind my head and pulled me down to her cunt."Clean me, eat your cum," she ordered.After cleaning her,. His assistant said he hated honey and would instead prefer chocolate syrup instead. He asked my wife to fetch the chocolate syrup from the fridge which she obediently did. When she came back she poured plenty of honey on one of her boob which flowed down her stomach. Then she lavishly poured chocolate syrup on her other boob. While her boob was covered in honey and chocolate, Marck removed her underwear saying that it will get ruined. My wife had nothing on her body except the Mangal Sutra..