On a weekend, when she gets free time and respite from her administrative duties at the college she works at, we sat over a cup of evening tea. After ...iscussing some financial matters I had asked her to listen to me with a calm mind and not to interrupt me until I complete.I’ve said, ” Amma, you have done various sacrifices and brought me up despite several hardships and today I am well settled, happy with my life. My only concern is that you haven’t been able to enjoy life the way one should.. Then there was fisting. Now up to that point I've attempted but never actually fisted a woman and I always backed out once I reached the widest part of my hand, but with my wife I knew she wouldn't mind the pain. The first time I fisted her was after a long fuck and she was so turned on that my hand actually just slid right in. This was amazing since it took so long for me to be able to just fit my whole cock inside her and later on I wouldn't give her as much foreplay for her pussy to open. Grasping her hips firmly I shoved my engorged cock until it bottomed out hitting her cervix. Tiffany let out a scream loud enough that I was concerned that someone other than my wife might hear.My hips began to rock back and forth. As I would pull out, her sex lips would grasp and pull at my cock. Each thrust would cause Tiffany to moan, and she became louder with each thrust. The smell of her arousal had filled the room adding fuel to my need.Seeing my wife through the window caused me to slam. Her bra was a front fastener, a quick clip, and it was open. My hands lifted the bra away from her breasts, Jayne licked her lips as she took another drink. My hands touched her breasts, soft, yet firm. The nipples began to stir, inviting my mouth to suck them. As my tongue touched her right nipple, she held my head there, head back, she moaned softly. My hands were now around her waist, moving up her back, then back down to her waist. Jayne stood up, the dress and her bra fell to the floor.I.