One hand was down my shorts strumming my clit, the other alternated between groping my own breasts and then snaking up the loose leg of my shorts to c...ress my soaked labia. I imagined that I looked comical because I was wearing men’s clothes.My past week had been a rollercoaster of events and emotions. Last Saturday my mother called me in the middle of my girls-only weekend to inform me, in her hysterical panicked state, that my father had been in a terrible car accident and was “bleeding out”. After a few minutes of rubbing she opened hisfly.Within seconds her hand enclosed his hard member. She saw her hand withit's pink polished nails sliding up and down his cock. He slowly pushedher off the sofa and onto the floor. She arranged her skirt and gotbetween his legs. Using the tip of her tongue and traced the length ofhis cock. When she got to the top she engulfed him. She knew how to useher tongue to bring him to a quick climax. After 6 minutes she could feelhim swelling, then he. I was caught in a weird battle now. Somehow my erect penis won the battle and I told her that I love her no matter what and that she can have some fun with Namit if she wanted to and I know that she is too loyal to me. Sex with someone with your partner’s consent was ok to me. She became too happy and hugged me. Everybody around started laughing out loud and then we realized that we were there for a marriage and not to have fun with. Namit’s family stayed some minutes away. He did come to check. Biting my on my ear she whispers ‘I hope you’re looking forward to fucking me because I’m looking forward to it, having you beat my pussy with your tongue and fingers is making me extremely wet and horny’. Becoming impatient I grab her by the waist, hold her against the wall while she wraps one of her legs round mine, edging my fingers deep into her wet convulsing pussy that I had longed to be inside of for the past couple of hours. Flicking my tongue over her hardened nipples every time she.