Anyway my friend past out on the couch shortly after that and when his mom came down we were both laughing about him being a light weight and she aske... if I could help clean up a bit. Of course said yes and started cleaning up our mess. She was pretty drunk herself not realizing what she was doing picking up. Her ass was damn near half out of the shorts her had on everytime she would bend over to pick up something. I couldnt help but stare at her ass and think about the time I saw her naked. We. I have many sexual weaknesses and one is that young girls excite me. If opportunity comes I indulge in some fun with them. However I have never forced a girl for my pleasure and never did something which they did not like or permit.I stared at her body and her good thighs and hips caught my attention. She was bending forward for writing in her notebook and her buttocks slightly jutted out which also caught my attention. I drank the shape of her body with my eyes. Her body kindled my lust. Bad. I hear some guys complain about it.”“Well, the way I see it...“ I hold my hands out, palms up, acting like scales. “Sex with a condom, no sex without a condom... I'll take the sex!”“Hmmph, well without it this time, you sure made a mess on me,” she tells me, stroking my ego. She scoops the blob of cum from her neck and watches it hang off her fingers before wiping it on her tit.“Thank you,” I tell her. “That's...”“You do like my boobs after all, so, not surprised.”“Yeah, like you guessed, guys. Two lovers. And yes, my dear, two lesbians.’With these words Anita tightened her grip on my already rock-hard penis. It is hard to describe the excitement I had experienced listening to her account of her passionate encounter with Mrs Kumila. I had never heard anything so erotic. My love and desire for my Indian wife had never been so intense. She looked up at me with her wide and dark eyes: ‘Jon, dear, I’m so confused. I love you very much – you must know that – and I love your cock and the.