I moaned softly and began to rub my fingers against her, pushing my middle finger against her slit, feeling her so hot and wet."Oh Jason... yes honey,... my mother purred.I leaned in and ran my tongue slowly along her neck, eliciting a low moan from her throat, her hand reaching around and caressing my cock through my pants. I couldn't control my lust for her any more, and I picked her up and sat her on the counter, pulling her robe open to display her in her bra and panties. I hooked my thumbs. Punk Bitch. Okay, Lance; get a grip. A commodities trader deals in options every day. What were my options? I could continue to fight; that was the American Way. I could persist in my scorched-earth campaign of spite, malice, and revenge. Susan certainly deserved that for what she did — but did I? Was I ready to allow my thirst for vengeance to consume me, even as I sought to devour her? I could just walk away from everything in my personal life and start over; flip that old Etch-a-Sketch over,. She instantly cried out, “Oh god Michael your cock is so big.”My wife then began to maneuver herself down onto the shaft of his bigcock while grabbing each of his hands and placing them onto her biglovely tits. Michael now felt for the first time what it was like tomake love to a woman. I watched from behind as my wife’s pussy tightenedaround the shaft of Michael’s cock. I was so hard now that I removed myaching cock from my pants.It had been minutes later when my wife began to cry out. She was. One day, as usual, I went her home to play with the kid but he was asleep so I just randomly decided to talk with her, hoping to get the secret of her beauty to which she said it’s her mother’s traits. We talked for a while and she wanted to see the pics of the college programs in which I had danced, which my mommy had told her about.She casually was scrolling about through the pic’s when Shalini’s mother in law called her to bring a glass of water to which I said I would give and she can.