But then, the crossing of legs and the dangle of the High Kitten Heeled Pump gave way to that Sheer Foot and Reinforced Heel of the Stocking. I was me...merized. I had to feel them. I had to touch them. But how? Go into my moms stocking drawer? Okay, now what? Try them on? Okay, now what? By the time they got pulled up near my crotch, I had a raging hard on now turning colors I had never seen. I had no idea what was happening and then it happened. I never forgot that day. I never forgot that. I got so excited watching my wife and having this incredibly beautiful woman sucking on me that I began to build to an explosion. Before I could erupt Sandy pulled my cock out of her mouth and gripped even tighter. Not yet she said. She held a tight grip on my cock until she knew that the pressure in me had subsided. I looked at my wife again and she was still sucking like there was no tomorrow. Fred was sliding his tube steak in and out of her mouth and his pace was getting faster. Sandy stood. Ajay Saxena , her horny dad wasn’t what we would call a moralist infact he was the cool happy go lucky sort a manager at a leading MNC bank with a very decent salary (In 1999) of RS 5 lacs, they lived comfortably in a flat in vasant vihar her brother vijay was attending college in REC Kurukshetra. Her mother vibha was away at her parent’s place.Ajay Saxena was due for promotion and knew he deserved it however this being the nineties there was no dearth of well qualified people for the job in. I went up to the room and Maureen was in the bathroom. She told me to get undressed and get comfortable. I took all my clothes and laid on the bed waiting for her to come out. A few minutes later Maureen comes out wearing a bath robe and slowly removes it exposing her fully named body.She climbs onto the bed and I began stroking her pussy lips with my tongue. Maureen moaned softly as my tongue spread open her pink lips and smacked up against her clit.Maureen's moans increased louder and louder.