She smooched me and I returned the favour with more kisses…We went to bedroom, still kissing each other, I made her lay on bed. She was looking so h...t with her milky boobs coming out of her torn bra.I removed my shirt and pulled her saree and petticoat like if I was doing vashraharan, I lay over her kissing and biting her belly, and I removed her panty with my teeth.She was moaning loudlyMami: aaah…. It feels so good… ohh… mmm… mum. mum. mum…I started licking her pussy and inserted my tongue. Needless to say, she teases me relentlessly everyday. Late last month, after a long day of teasing, I asked her how it was possible that her husband did not take her at the front door everyday when she got home. She said that he had very little interest in her or in sex at all. I said that was too bad, with a body like hers, it really deserved a lot of attention. Feeling a bit daring after the conversation, I told her I would greet her at home everyday, just to get a good handful of that. Marcie, Joe’s mom, would stop by every afternoon to feed the rabbits, pigs, dogs and cats, water and feed the cows, and gather the eggs from the henhouse. They would take their two horses, Star Fire and Sun Fire, with them for the trip. Christi knew Marcie would take good care of the animals for them. She finished her tea and went upstairs to the bedroom to change out of her pajamas and slide on a pair of jeans, socks, her bra and a white t-shirt. She slid her feet into her work-boots then. Or should I even keep the baby.Dad was the first to arrive home. For the next hour, I tried to avoid him. It was a odd feeling to be around him thinking my Dad could very well be the father of my child. He remained in the living room watching TV until Mom arrived a couple hours later.When Mom finally arrived, I was so relieved. She made her way to my bedroom as soon as she could."Sweetie, are you in here" Mom said while entering my room."Of course Mom, where else would I be" I said to her.