She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock and started, gradually, to take it deeper into her mouth. She started slow, running her tongue over it... tasting it and trying to let it into her throat. He let out a quiet moan. “Good girl. You’re a greedy, aren’t you?” She nodded as she carried on, and he tugged her lead, holding her head in place as he started to thrust, slowly at first, gently fucking her mouth, but gradually building speed. As he sped up he tugged the lead tighter, giving her. 'Where's amma (mother)?" She's in shower." She replied uneasily. She too was nervous but certainly not afraid.I looked her and there then asked. "What did she say?" Nothing." What?" I was too shocked to believe that."Nothing... she didn't say a word." She too appeared perplexed the way our mother had responded to the disclosure of our amorous adventures.I was confused, yet I felt relieved and immediately scurried to my room.I remained there in my room, locked from inside. Finally when mother. That’s when I saw that she wasnt wearing any panties. The cheeky slut! I watched her climb up the stairs slow and seductively, showing me her tight and fleshy sweat covered ass cheeks juggle and taut with her every step. I just couldn’t fucking hold back, so I just caught her up on the second floor stairs and kneeled down and began smelling her sweaty aroma on her ass….deep and slow. She gently bent over while keeping an eye on the corridor and them closed doors. Wow, the thrill of eating her. I tried to swallow it but it was too much for me. My wife came forward and licked Resham’s cum from my mouth and lips. My wife then took Resham’s penis in her mouth and licked it until it became limp and again hardened like a rod.After some times, we changed our positions. My wife was at her back facing up with her legs wide open and I was at my knees sitting between her legs and eating and exploring her wet pussy. I opened her petals, parted her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted my.