You know Justin I've always had this fantasy about..." She watched my cock soften a little. "Well, maybe later." She smiled. "You know I thought you m...y have had trouble pissing with that thing as hard as that?" I guess most people would but the way things have been recently if I didn't learn to piss with a hard-on I'd be in trouble."We went to the sink and washed our hands before heading back to bed."You know you're going to fuck my mother sooner or later don't you? Hell maybe even today who. Just when we were about to leave , Ma’am , called me and asked whether I bring my wife to the dinner or not. When I said , I would have to ask her about it, she was bit fumed , and asked my mobile . She called my wife and personally invited my wife for the dinner. I was taken aback with this gesture and ma’am just smiled.On Friday, after noon , Ma’am took my wife’s number from me and called her. I didnt know about the rest of conversation . In the evening I reached home to get ready for the. “Oh yes, he wants me…I am still his woman…Oh how I loved to be his, I am devoted to be his…” Anu let her thought wondered happily and hummed as she went on her daily household chores. Later as she finished cleaning and dusting the house, Anu takes a peek into the family room, seeing me busying with reading a book, she dared not to intrude and decided to take a walk in the warm afternoon sun in the back yard garden. She opens the large glass door opening into the garden, step out bare foot and. He removed her boots and parted the ankles and slipped the fabric over and off, tossing it over his shoulder without second thought. He trailed his hands slowly up from her smallish ankles and along her muscled calves. Her thighs were soft with a womans flesh but he could feel the power underneath. She trembled nervously as he reached her lower regions. He offered her a gentle smile, running his hands slowly along her thighs until one hand reached the top of her coarse dark brown curls then.