‘Sorry. Don’t know where that came from.’ ‘No worries.’ I answered as he let go of my hand. That was….well…weird. I knew that Nan’s fr...end Stephany came and visited regularly, but I had no idea that my son had the kind of thoughts he did. But if the images were accurate, and so far I had to assume they were, I’d be lusting after both their bodies if they wore those bikinis too! ‘So how you feeling dad?’ My son asked as he stepped away. ‘You’ve been out a long time!’ ‘Yeah, ten weeks or so I. Sometimes I just get so horny that I need to have a cock inside of me, never mind that there's never any relationship other than sex between me and the strangers I let fuck me.This evening, my sons were all at a college game. The urge was upon me, but I found that the thought of picking up yet another stranger for sex was just too depressing. I missed my husband. He'd been a very loving, very good man, although he was also a bit stingy. He was older than my father, almost as old as my. He gripped my head and went on fucking my mouth hard, deeper and more violently. His cock’s head rested against my throat, tears poured out of my eyes, but we didn’t want to stop. I was looking at him and felt some content of that I was gradually turning into a cheap street slut! I knew that people outside were hearing my sucking, I truly didn’t mind that because I wanted them to hear my squelching and smacking of lips, I wanted them to know what I was doing in the cab. I saw them peeping me in. Ofcurse sex karne …… Hahaha…. Aunty aake mere pass bait gayi aur mujhe pagalo ke jaise kiss karne lagi… Mai toh jaise heaven me tah kabhi woh mere tongue se khalti kabhi mai…. Humlog 15 yah 20 min tak french kiss karte rahe … Kiss karte karte kabhi mai unke boobs dabata kya naram aur soft teh… Mai unke nipple ku feel karsakta tah… Ek dam pattar ke jaise hogaye teh unke nipples….. Kiss khatam hone ke baat mai unke kapate utharne laga…. Aur puri nangi karke dhekna laga woh mere samne puri nangi.