Slowly I held her hands and I kissed her hands. She was like moving from the place and I caught her and i hold her and made a deep kiss on her lips an... that was my first kiss in my life…it lasted for about 10 solid minutes and she broke the kiss.We both were turned on and she hugged me tightly and I kissed and licked her ear lobes…her aroma turned me horny and I removed my shirt and again started smooching her…slowly I moved my hands to her back and pressed her chubby ass gently which made her. There are pictures of my wife and I adorning the walls, they have captured some great times in our lives. All of them I would never want to take back. My eyes are drawn to our wedding picture sitting on the wall unit. Guilt sets in again as enter the shower, the warm water feels amazing as I just stand there and let it cascade over my body. I get out and dry myself off and head to the couch, quickly drifting off to sleep. The next few days go by without any incident with my wife. She didn’t end. Then you pull me up to your lips and kiss me deeply as you can taste my pussy all over my lips your cock is throbbing so you lay me on my back, you put your arms under my knees and push my legs back then you slowly push your big throbbing cock in my tight pink pussy. once your as far as you can get it in my pretty pussy you hear me start to gasp. you pull your cock out fuck me slow and deep then i start to cum and you start to go faster and harder. you stop right befor i orgasm and you put me. But I digress. Back to the awakening of my sexual awareness.I didn't set out to seduce my mother, despite the rich and lurid fantasies I entertained. I held them as deeply secret and guarded as one would any shameful, licentious desire. The thought was given no more than masturbatory acknowledgment, as frequent as that was. Still, the gap between our thoughts and our actions remains hidden from our conscious awareness by the strength of our denial. So while I might have denied a plan to seduce.