Aur wahi sofe pe let gaye aur bht der tak chumte rahe. Fir usne mujhe kaha ki meri ek khwahish hai puri karoge, maine kaha jarur to wo uthi aur ek kap...a lekar aayi aur meri aankho pe baand diya. Maine pucha kya kat rahi ho, to wo boli bs chup raho aur mujhe karne do jo main karna chahti hu. Aur main chup ho gaya.Fir wo mujhe haath pakad k le jaane lagi. Kamre ki taraf, uske ghar ki aisi aadat ho gayi hai ko ab khud hi pata chal jaata hai ki kaha jaa rahe hai. Fir usne mujhe bed pe lita diya aur. They were both war widows. Karma’s husband, also a soldier, had been killed in an alleged ‘peace keeping’ mission some years before the conflict that had killed Guy, the difference being that Karma’s marriage had lasted several years prior to his death, and Karma had a fourteen year old son, Garrett, usually referred to as Gary. No doubt it was their mutual marital tragedies that drew the two women together, and Karma, some fourteen years Jana’s senior, began to play something of a maternal. ." With my cock up your ass," Mr. Moore reminded me, but Mom was already moving anyway."Yeah ... With Mr. Moore's cock in my butt," I said, panting the words as Mom spread her thighs over the padded arms of the recliner.She lowered her neatly trimmed pussy onto my cock, aiming it with her hand. Her husband-to-be let go of my shoulders so he could reach around her, pulling my mom's tits against my chest while she worked her cunt up and down my rigid penis. She kissed Mr. Moore, leaning past me. The way that you looked at me there and in the club, that makes me feel so sexy. The wonderful feeling of our naked bodies next to each other, and the way that you touch and stroke me. I love the way that your head feels between my thighs and the way that your fingers tease and open me up. And I love the way that I feel when your cock starts to stretch me, and then I feel you going deeper and deeper until my whole body just feels full of you. And I love feeling you hold me tight, pull me to.