“When you get to my age there not much chance in seeing a real one now” she said “I might even go back down the street later to see it again” ...��You can’t do that” I said“It’s the nearest I’ll get to seeing a cock at my time of life” she said “Well, are you going to pass that coffee to me, or not”I tried my best to hide what I had poking the front of my trousers out as I passed her the coffee“I don’t think I have to go back down the street to have another look, I can just about see one now” she. I have been lusting for my mother from the age of 19 but I never got a chance to lift her dress. At the age of 25 I got vidhya. Ours was a arranged marriage. My mother and my wife are very close. Like that my father and me are very close we used to discuss everything. Even sexual matters. Every weekend we used to drink at home.One weekend while we were drinking father asked me about my unfulfilled dreams I told him some bullshit then he told his unfulfilled dreamHe said that son I have a desire. Wejust cannot let on that there's anything special about our friendship."I decided to break my own rule. I reached over and put my hand againsthis leg. "I love you, Tabby. You know that. With all of my heart."Tim put his hand over mine for just a few seconds. He lowered his headand dropped a tear or two. "Why can't we just be who we are?" he said.Then he withdrew his hand, lifted his head and cleared his throat. Timsmiled. "We still have the weekends, don't we?"I put both hands back on the. "Fuck that feels good!" I gasped uncontrollably.I had a difficult time keeping my own eyes open, but I saw her looking up at me, the pleading gone leaving only pleased amazement. Past her sucking lips, I saw that her arm had dropped from her torso and her full pale bare breasts bounced as I thrust aggressively forward.That was enough to push me over the edge - the sum of our evening, the looks, suggestive touches and even the way she looked at me through the night. She starred at me with wide.