But as I grew up, I began to see my mom for the woman that she was. And boy was she a sex bomb! I began to catch glimpses of her ample breasts and the...wonderful valley like cleavage every time she bends down. I have grown mad of her side boobs, and always ogle at those large mangoes when she wears a saree.Even at this age, mom and dad have a healthy sex life. Guess even dad is not tired of her sexy figure and chikni chut. I have heard mom’s muffled moans late at nights. Occasionally, I get to. Just how far would she go now?Tammy also knew her ex’s ways with the booze. And how he liked it when she drank. But she still wanted to keep the ball in her court and keep control over him.“Yea, I’m getting a little tipsy”, she whispered in his ear. “Wanna try the ‘drunk test’ to find out how much I’ve had to drink”?, she teased to him.Jake could not believe his ears! The ‘drunk test’ was their little game played to figure out just how drunk Tammy really was. The memories came flooding back to. I was completely in my element and he knew by the look in my eyes that my hunger had grown to a fevered pitch. My hands firmly gripped the base of his now massive, throbbing black cock and I squeezed slightly while I jerked the few inches that were not getting deep throated. Not just taking all of him in my mouth, my tongue began to do things I wasn't even aware were physically possible ...folding, swishing and flicking like an acrobat while I worked it and he was loving every second. Pulling. Then the slender fingers delicately touched her outer folds, spreading them open to expose the glistening pink flesh and the little dark hole at the centre. Susanna bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out, so intense was the pleasure that she was feeling. “Yes, she’s intact. No man has had her.” “Let us see, let us see.”The sprites gathered round and gazed at the thin pink membrane that proved Susanna’s maidenhead was still preserved. “She is intact. She is ready. Shall we call him?”.