”“Of course I did,” Abdul replied. “I can’t wait till next weekend!”“Make sure you bring 4 or 5 of your mates,” I replied. “Bibi wil... be in contact to arrange a time, and one thing, tell them today-no wanking this week for any of you. I want all your fucking balls full ready to plaster us like fucking wallpaper.”Bibi laughed at this and said, “dead right Anna.”Abdul pulled into a small car park behind some buildings in town and Bibi said we’d arrived.As Abdul stopped I said thanks for the ride. He started kissing her lips. He actually tried to remove the blanket but my mom did not allowed so he started to do under the blanket. It was out of my knowledge at that time to know what transpired beneath the blanket. But I could see that kistappa sliding over my mom’s body. And my mom letting out – ‘AHHH ..AHHHHHHHHH’‘ sounds and regular gasps from her mouth. Kistappa was sliding on my mom’s body very fast. After few movements his sliding slowed down and gave a long gasp burying his face. The soft flesh of his head, the taste the saltiness of his pre-cum, I slowly put what I could get into my mouth, that feeling of my mouth surrounding his cock – the unique texture of soft skin with a hard center hard center as my wet mouth started moving up and down. Shortly before I knew it, the excitement of sucking his cock was getting me very close to cumming, I had to settle down not to cum, then went back to work on him once I did. After a about 5 minutes of me sucking on him he was. “Yes that’s right.” She starts to walk towards the door when he tells her to say in the room with her husband. She spins around, looking around the room for what possible way he could know what she was doing, then shakes her head at the stupid thought. Of course he knows what she would do; he seems to know her better than herself these days. “I just wanted to make arrangements; I believe you are dropping your husband off at the airport on Friday morning. So I’ll be at yours at 8, Friday.