Mom also never missed a chance to seduce him. Mom always used to touch him or graze him as if unknowingly when she was not looking. He too was happy a...out that. That day they came for dinner and we had dinner together and I could see her giving special attention to him while serving dishes and all. During the conversation Raji told that she used to go to her home every Sundays and return on Monday morning. That struck my mind as I could see her hours in phone on Sundays.Now I understood. .!Wow, I now realized that she was wearing stockings and a garterbelt - I may have looked surprised and she gave me a big smile which told me that she was in for a lot of fun.I pulled her up from the chair with my hands all over her, still kissing, and I now pulled the hem of her tight green dress up so the top of her stockings could be seen as well as the straps holding them.....!She started fondling with my belt - I pushed her gentle in direction of her black leather sofa about one meter from. ..my guttural primal groans...our humping and grinding together...we believed in the capacity of sex to fucking give us everything as we fucked. Yes: we fucked...we fucked...and we fucking got it all.Then, yes or yes, she wanted it in her arse again; for her and my finale, what a niece.“My arse you sod, keep it, don’t spill it yet, my arse, my arse...ram that big fat fuckin' cock of my dreams and fantasy's back where it belongs...god you owe me...you owe me...fuck I double fingered my arse till. Her mouth opened, as if to yell, but no sound came out. Her eyes glazed and her body convulsed as the first spasm of orgasm - a little one - rushed through her body. Her arms went around his neck; her legs around his ass, in a desperate attempt to force his wonderful cock in as deep as possible. Pain mixed with pleasure as the edge of the desk gouged her bare asscheeks."Ughhhhhh . . . oh, Christ, yes! Yessss! Fuck me, Peter," she hissed in his ear. "Stick your big cock deep! Make me young.