The woman was almost totally unrecognizable as Nancy Withers. A wig, overdone eyebrows, garish dangly earings, pancake makeup, nearly glowing lipstick... modish clear glasses, shapeless thigh-length sweater over tights, plastic boots ... it was a masterful disguise job. Nancy had also practiced a fake voice pitch and rhythm for hours."What I want to know is if, taking into account your own activities, you consider your husband available for sexual activity outside your marriage." Nancy had. My deep cleavage was quite revealing. My 34D bust and big boobs can make any man go crazy.So I reached the village where people were waiting. I had to finish work first. There were a few guys who were helping me out to distribute food to the villagers. Both of them were very fit and sturdy.It took us the entire day to help them out. I kept them around me on purpose. Also, I was bending in front of them so they get a good peep at my cleavage!Soon they were both whispering something to each other. Relax. We both talked for some time, she told where she work, family etc. I was calm after 10 min of conversation. I asked can we start. She said Why not. First she took initiative.We both were sitting on bed, she increased the tv volume, my cock was hard down, she kept her hand over pant and was feeling my cock. She saw me and we lip locked each other, she was sucking my saliva badly and exchanged her saliva in me. We both playing with our tongues.By the time I was rubbing her ass and back,. " It's true. Do you blame them, or think less of them now?" Oh, God. I don't know. Are they still ... doing it?" No. They both enjoyed it, but once they did it, they didn't feel that there was any need to keep doing it. You can see that it didn't affect their feelings for each other as mother and son. But they know each other in a way that they didn't earlier, and they know something more about themselves, too. And it was good for both of them. Believe me, I know."She sat there for a minute,.