We went in, I was surprised of how such a maze it was. We went down the stairs, deeper and deeper but the smells of steam and sweat started to be of a...hint in the air.We finaly got to our destination, front desk, no advertisments, pretty standard wellness by all accounts, just wothout the pictures of women in blankents or on massage tables. I was semihard then. The man payed for us both and he ushered me to the changing rooms. We got a towel (for my taste pretty small) and key on a rubber band.. " Don't know what you're on about." You fancy him like fuck, don't you?"Course I do but there's no way I can say it to my mate's Dad. There's noway I can admit to fancying his son."I don't fucking fancy your son. I can have you up for libel for sayingthat." Slander." What?" Slander not libel." Whatever. That's sick, that is. He's my mate." It's ok. I'm cool with it."His hand is still on my bum."Cool with what? What the fuck you going on about?" You know what I'm going on about."And he starts. Abbu ko abhi tak andaza nhi tha ke hum kya kar rahe the. Wo bethe maze se TV dekh rahe the aur fruits kha rahe the. Tabhi unki nazar hum dono par padi. Mein ab ammi ko chum raha tha aur unki chut mein jo gili hone lagi thi ungli kar raha tha.Ammi bhi mujhe maze se chum rahi thi aur apne mulayam haath se mere tane hue lund ko sehla rahi thi. Ye dekh kar abbu muskurane lage. Wo samjh gae ke aaj raat rangeen hone wali thi. Aaj raat mein ammi ki jam ke chudai karne wala tha. Wo bina kuch bole uthe. Her wetness was evident by the slushing sounds of each stroke. Brett began pinching and rubbing her nipples and she was bucking her ass off the bed to meet his plunges. A few minutes of this and she began to tremble. The muscles in her hips and down her legs began shaking as she wrapped her long silky legs around my friend. Brett let her slowly relax before removing his cum drenched cock from her pussy. He stood up, and my wife kept her legs spread around him. Brett pointed his shimmering cock.