Because that is how disturbing my mom’s transformation from a broken submissive woman, pleading for an improper favor, to a dominant figure, giving ...lunt orders, was. It left me unimpressed.“Why do you look so bemused? Haven’t you ever seen a woman before? Stop acting so weird, Kartik. This is no big deal!” my mom stressed, seeing me look perplexed.I just stood by the side of her bed, speechless. I felt like I could not move.Kavita: So.. You never had sex before? Not even after a full year in. "Oh god Peter, oh god Peter, oh god" she gaspedI rammed her mature pussy as hard as I could, going balls deep giving my mother in law every thing I had until I could feel balls tingling."Oh yeah i'm going to cum" I groaned as I continued to thrust into her."Not yet, not yet" she gasped"Oh god Bob he's pounding me so hard, so hard" she groanedBob was now lying on his side watching me fucking his wife, I rammed my cock deeper and harder holding onto her thin mature frame and then I felt my balls. I wondered what thoughts must have gone through their minds as they were taking that final walk.I was having trouble really focusing on anything, though, my mind scattered.When I was brushing my teeth, I found that the severed arm was holding my toothbrush, brushing for me, and in the sink were globs of bloody teeth.I retched and grabbed the arm, the limb cold as a chunk of ice, and began to curse at it and beat it into the bathroom wall and spit foamy white toothpaste froth at it.Seconds. More booze flowed and at about 9 we ran out of wine, Clive a 50 something year old photographer who lived with his wife (the hon something) next door but one to us on the green volunteered to go to the village pub for more supplies and asked me if I would give him a hand. I agreed of course.Clive had once tried to talk me into letting him take some glamour photos of me, before I was married, it didn't come to anything but it was a very tempting.We set off on foot, it was only a few hundred.