“Tomorrow, great. Not tonight, okay?” She removed his hand.“Okay. Cuddle.”She turned her back and moved over against him. “I’m sorry, Geor...e, and you were so nice tonight, too. It’s just that the week was...”“Hey,” he said. “You don’t need to explain. Tomorrow is fine. Morning love is better. Even better, I mean.” For that matter, having a naked Sylvia in his arms all night was more than he had dreamed of for the last year. He tucked her afghan around them both and kept his hands off her. Evelyn bucks against the back of the lounger as her pussy adjusts to the invasion of Rick's three digits, and then the sheer pleasure of her clit getting worked causes her to groan loudly again. Her nipples are as hard and erect as I've seen them in a long time, and her chest begins to heave heavily as if to say, "Please show me some attention!" I'm overcome by the sight of her huge, swollen breasts. I reach down and start fondling a big tit as I stroke my cum-filled shaft. I moan in delight. I pulled her towards me, and mashed her lips to mine. We began making out, and my hands roamed her body. I was squeezing her ass and tweaking her nipples, as she moaned her consent. We fell onto the couch, with her on top, as we continued making out for at least 30 minutes. Despite having masturbated 3 times that morning, and just blowing a load into my mothers mouth, my cock was hard again. It was standing upright, and pressing between my mother's pussy lips. I slid a finger into her warm. To be frank to say I’m a dream aunty for everyone. I don’t look aged also. I can easily dress into homely dresses like saree and modern dresses t-shirts and jeans. But I don’t dress vulgar. Coming to the story. I reside in Chennai. I have to attend my cousins wedding in Delhi. Husband couldn’t come. So me and my small kids packed off and went in train. After reaching we checked in the hotel which my hubby already booked. Delhi people looked at me with full lust.We entered the room by evening 5..