I then indicated that she should work at it herself. She pulled her fingers away, looked at me and mouthed “No,” so I mouthed back “Yes,” pull...d my fingers out of her and with my left hand rolled hers back against her clit again. As she touched it I pushed my fingers in again, but again she tried to move them away, so I pulled my fingers all the way out of her this time. Sena, finally started to work out that I really wanted to see her play with herself, and she tentatively put her fingers back. But instead of feeling disgusted about it I felt great seeing what he had to go through to get his old mother to his bed. I felt lucky to be my own son’s bed partner. I thought I passed the age of being an object of lust but little did I know my own son has hots for me. I started being more affectionate to him than hating him for his lust for me. I had a good sleep that night only to be woken up by my hubby getting ready for his work. I got up, set my saree and blouse thinking about lastnight’s. She knew she didn’t want to go down there alone, and if it turned out to be an intruder she wasn’t armed to deal with that…but then she heard it again, and decided she’d go down and take a quick peek. If it is an intruder, she thought, I can always come back topside and call for help. Her mind made up, she opened the door and began down the darkened stairwell to meet her fate. The stairwell was dimly lit, with only one overhead bulb providing the light and it was near the entry door. Kate. I have always admired her and always wondered what it would be like to have sex with her ever since our parents got married. We were about three videos in to the viewing, when Carrie took her hand and began rubbing the crotch area of my pants. “Oops, looks like someone is feeling really hard right now.” “Uh… uh,” I couldn’t get a word out. Even though I said I always wanted to have sex with her, I didn’t think it would actually come true. “A little speechless? Well, I guess I’m just going to go.