I looked to the left and saw the door closed and light on in the spare bedroom.Then, I hit the jackpot! The door to the master bedroom was wide open.... Its probably why I could hear them all the way downstairs.I crept down the hallway, but with as noisy as they were, I doubt a bomb going off would have been heard.I could hear the squishing sound of her obviously wet pussy, and the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting flesh.As I looked in, Malcolm's back was to me and mom's eyes were closed at. Then with no consideration to her I came back up onto my knees and grabbed her left leg and pulled it to the left. This effectively moved her lower body towards the gap in the doorway allowing the men to see her pussy; nice and shiny and wet - partially shaven. It was an invitation to them - I had made that decision -- you like her - then here is her perfect pussy. There was hesitation but when I gestured them to enter then there was no stopping them. I whispered back to my wife - fuck, they. Suddenly the door to their bedroom flung open and I saw my Massi and her husband, and another young man walked in. I was in total disbelief.I had no idea that they were in the house too. They must have arrived in the morning from Amritsar and were staying in the adjoining guest rooms. I had never seen the young guy with them before. My Massi and her husband are couple of years younger then my parents. Uncle is slim and slightly short in height than my dad and my massi is a replica of my mom. As. Brushing her fingers across her clit, she flinched and knew it wouldn’t be long before her body exploded in orgasm. But she wanted to wait just a little while. She let her pussy rhythmically squeeze the dildo several times as she lay naked on the bed and thought about the times he had watched her do this while he stroked his cock. The image she formed in her mind made her groan with immense desire for him. Pussy juice was now flowing freely from her cunt and she felt it trickle down the crack.