She was getting served. I saw her lean over the bar and shout at the barmaid. I could see the barmaid wasn’t looking in her eyes, because her button...d shirt was open and her tits must have been pressed hard on the edge of the bar. If it had been a bloke sporting a cocktail shaker, I think he would have lost his top and spurted over other residents queuing for liquid sustenance. Thankfully, the dark-haired woman’s hand was no longer on her ass. No, it had found itself down her jeans and she was,. "You like me that way?" she asked, her voice thick. "Do you like Mother to be hot and wet, Jay?" Yeah!" Jay grunted."Real wet?" Wet as you can be, Mom!" Mmmmm, fuck that wet cunt, darling!" she urged, writhing her ass. "I just love to feel a hard cock up my wet cunt! Fuck me, baby! Ooooh, yes, give Mother that hard cock!"Jay lunged his cock in and out, clutching his mother's shapely tits tightly, his breath hot on her back. Shellie twisted and bucked beneath her son, eyes closed, lips parted,. When done with the kissing and licking…Dev started to move up her sexy fair legs and concentrated on her inner thighs and almost reached her groin area .By that time she was totally drenched in her pink panty which had now turned into dark red color due to all her profuse love juice discharge and some sweat. Gently Dev pulled down the wet panty and kept it in his pocket and told he will need it in her absence and smiled. Mansi was absolutely in no condition to speak, she only smiled back and. Its the only thing that made sense of the craziness I found myself in - I just couldn't believe my wife would have intercourse with her own son without some type of persuasion. As outrageous as that 'persuasion' seemed.Then there was the other idea I had; I've worked for years, making good money definitely, but always for someone else - and never for the wads of cash that some of my employers made. What Doug had found could bring me the riches and power that I've barely dreamt about.It also.