That gave me the opportunity to feel my mother's shoulders, arms and waist freely as she was moving back and forth to let me have a complete feel of h...r skin wherever my hands strayed.My mother had not pinned her saree against her blouse till now and as such the top of her saree faltered from her shoulders in her motions. Looking from behind I could see my mother's sexy cleavage very clearly and could not resist taking a deep breath."How do they look like?" My mother asked teasingly."Just a. “Fuck Joey, have you been storing that up?” She grinned, and I watch her lick her lips, taking me into her mouth, tasting me. “I need a towel, the bathroom is down the hall.” I bounce off the bed and walk naked down the landing. The bathroom door is open straight ahead.Her clothes lie in a small pile by the laundry basket, black bra and knickers on top of a pair of blue jeans and a peach coloured jumper. I can’t resist picking up her knickers and inhaling her scent. The last remnants of her. The boy's touchwas bad enough as was that of the young woman, but the worst was the oldwoman that Nalice had brought with her the last time she had come tocontinue breaking Rolf. Each time those age gnarled fingers twitched inher direction she would flee as far as she could even if it placed her inthe hands of one of the others.The penis that Nalice had impaled her with after forming her vagina wasstill lodged there and pulsed at irregular intervals. She had given uptrying to remove it. It. And then he took his pleasure in her. Then he used her and received all the delights of her body. She would do anything for him.Just like my women would do anything for me.My tongue licked through her fresh-tasting folds. Her cream coated my tongue and throat. I licked and lapped at her, nuzzling through her delights. I rooted through her, my tongue fluttering. I stirred through her with such a hungry tongue. I made her gasp and whimper. Her thighs squeezed down on my face. Her moans echoed.