We took a cab and reached our respective homes.I took pictures of my back, shoulder, and chest. They had love bites and scratches in the bathroom in f...ont of the mirror. I sent it to her on WhatsApp. She sent blushing emoticons. She sent me pictures of her cleavage and thighs. They were all red due to my fondling and kissing and biting.I told her I never knew I loved her and her body so much. It felt like God had created us for the act. Such was the intensity of our lovemaking that too in a. When I came back home was fully disturbed thinking that a man fooled me showing me fake thick big penis by watch which I was getting horny and for month we dint has any contact. Then once, he pinged me in FaceBook and asked sorry for chatting with me, as not knowing that I was amateur. I scolded him so badly for sending fake PIC, but he used to say it was not fake and I was not ready to hear it. After long argument, he was ready to show me for real and asked come via webcam, but I dint had one. Maine dekha uski mom washroom se naha ke bahar nikal rahi thi. Aur unhone sirf towel pehna tha.Woh bahut hot lag rahi thi. Par pura nahi dekh paa raha tha. Itne mein maine dekha uski mom washroom ke andar gayi aur 2 minutes baad apne undergarments mein bahar nikli. Unhone black bra aur white panty pehni thi. unke bade boobs bra mein bahut sexy lag rahe the.Ab main bahut hard ho chuka tha. Tabhi maine dekha aunty ne apne bed ki drawer se ek dildo nikala. Jise dekh kar main dang reh gaya. Mujhe. Very seldom! I love it ... I love the pain! It hurts ... but it’s so fucking good!” Mom confessed just how much of a butt-slut and pain-slut she really was at heart.“Did you enjoy it when Jerry forced his cock up your ass, too?” I asked Mom directly.“Do you want the truth or a more ... palatable answer?” Mom gauged her audience.“Truth, nothing but truth, Mom!” I insisted.“Then, yes ... I loved it ... it was a good thing that it only happened toward the end of our marriage, or my butthole.