Then she put her hand on my dick on my jeans. And started to feel it. I was on 7th heaven. Then I removed my shirt and hugged her. I felt her soft boo...s on my bare chest. She started to kiss my neck. It was pleasure. Then I lifter her saari. And grabbed her white thighs. I was pressing them. Then I advanced. And put my finger in her pussy. It was already wet. She mourned a bit. AhhhhThen she removed my jeans and saw my tool.She “wow bhaiya, apka toh bohot bada hai. Mere pati se bhi jyada. I knew for a fact that Fat Tony would have made damn sure nothing bad would happen to his favorite blonde bombshell, were he with her.But he wasn't. Instead of going directly for Cassandra, Sharpley's goons had captured our helicopter pilot. He was found drugged and tied up in a janitor's closet. But by then, Cassandra had already climbed unawares into the chopper, which then took off from the JKE rooftop helipad and headed away for destinations unknown. The helicopter was later found just. . I don’t want to.”Mom sighed and looked at the door, like she was contemplating making a run for it. But she stayed where she was.“A month ago I would never have admitted it ... even to myself, but Mom, you are gorgeous and sexy and hot. I mean look,” I said, indicating the lump that was growing in my sweatpants. “Can’t we be honest and admit we are turned on by each other?”“Luke...” Mom said, clutching the top of the robe closed, only to open up more of the bottom.“I’m sorry. I don’t want to. She said he didn't like it but had accepted it. Of course I needed proof. Made her get naked and call him on speakerphone. She told him where she was and that she was already naked. Utter silence on the speakerphone. She timidly asked if he was still there. An audible sigh and a meek "Yea, I'm here". I asked if he knew his wife was a slut. More silence. I laughed and said "I need to know that you know and are ok with your wife being a slut. Specifically, being MY slut."I could hear.