She sat like this for what felt like an age, getting used to the cock inside her, clenching her muscles round my cock, milking it. Then she began to s...owly lift up before forcing herself back down, impaling herself once again upon my length. Jane climbed over my face and sunk her pussy onto my mouth, grinding her hips and fleshy pussy onto my waiting tongue. My tongue eagerly probing her well known pussy, whilst her mum was now riding my cock like a woman possessed. Soon, the sweet smell of sex. "It's early days yet Peter, and it didn't go unnoticed that Matt was interested, maybe later down the track thing might happen." Peter," Mum drew my attention, "tonight more than ever I want you in my bed, no teasing this time." Here we go again I though, I'm going to have a sore dick for the next week, I'd been taking off to the loo and wringing his neck just to get some relief.I took a shower and to my surprise Mum squeezed in with me "shower with a friend and save water" she sang, dunno. .” I couldn’t even finish the sentence. Luckily, she could.“I’ve always craved you.”“I don’t know what to say.”“Tell me you feel the same way,” she said, her eyes suddenly hungry. Again, the angle lowered. The top of her chest was visible, the swell of her breasts apparent at the bottom of the screen. She was almost certainly topless. I couldn’t help but remember her perfect breasts, still the frequent object of my daydreams, round and full and breath-takingly firm.“I’m married...” I began. She. But now I was amazed to see how much she had reduced. Now her waistline was much thinner, giving her an hourglass shape and the tyres of flab around her waist had vanished. Her thick arms had reduced and her neck looked much longer. I wasn’t sure if her boobs and hips had reduced in size, but they definitely looked much more curvaceous & sexier. Nikki was wearing a milk white Kurta & Churidar made of a special cotton fabric called Lucknow Chikon. The cotton is very light and there is self.