She was sweating and her chest was heaving, like she had just run a marathon, so flushed was her face that I couldn’t tell if she was crying or not,...as her cheeks were shimmering with what I assumed to be sweat. She tackled me full force, and none to gently either, causing me to tumble backwards onto the bed. I was about to give her a piece of my mind when I realized she was trembling. ‘Dani?’ I asked tentatively. She curled up into a ball, hugging me in what could be mistaken as an attempt to. Wet, slapping sounds. Sweat and the scent of cum and breath laced with wine. She must have been able to tell just by my breathing that I was getting ready to cum. I knew I was close, and was just going to blow my load inside the condom, inside of her. But she let go of her legs, briefly wrapped them around my waist pulling me in and holding me, and then let me go and moved quickly back. I groaned as my cock slid out of her warm cavity, but before I knew it she had slid herself between my legs. We all found ourselves at odds with each other. My tension continued to mount with rage, emotional rollercoaster, and lust. And the yearning and lust were mutual with him. On some levels, it was not a surprise, when my future mother-in-law took my girls out and my fiancé was trying to get one last game day out with the boys, that we took our culminating lust to his bed. I really could not believe it, my first lover, here, would soon be my father-in-law. All these years, I wondered what. S: acha thik hai.M: ek baat bolun mami agar bura na mano toS: haan boloM : rahne do kahin gussa na ho jaoS : nahi houn giM: aaj bahut sexy lag rahi ho aap.( mai mami par bahut time se latu tha)S: are pagal ho gaya hai kya.M : nahi mami sach bol raha haunMami baar ko ghumate hueS: chal pani garam ho gaya ho ga jaa kar naha lo.Mai wahan se nahane chala gaya wahan jaa kar muth mari.Aur naha kar room me aa gaya aur mami apne ghar ke kaam me lag gai aur 12 baje tak mami pura kaam complete kar ke tv.