We both rose from the sofa and headed for the front door where I stopped her for a hug before she left. I pulled her very close and tight, feeling the...firm pressure of those big soft tits against my chest I knew I had to make at least one effort to see if this could potentially lead anywhere. As we started to break our embrace I let my hand glide along her side and stopped before backing completely away to pause and kiss her gently on the cheek. She looked up and asking if I was okay pulled me. Jegan’s cock felt so much better than her finger which kept her somewhat satisfied for the last fifteen years.“Amma, I can’t believe I’m actually fucking you. After all these years of fantasizing about you, my penis is inside of you,” said Jegan.”Fuck now, talk latter,” replied a very turned on Jeya. She bounced up and down on her son’s hard cock, talk about being kinky, she thought. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. Jegan took the hint and began to play with them.“Don’t. I almost laughed & shocked at the same time as the assistant asked if i wanted to try it on for size. I hesitated & stammered words out but nothing was making sense, i took a deep breath in through my nose & released it slowly through my mouth. I repeated, " It is for my friend, not me. Now could you please wrap it for me & i'll pay for it." The assistant smiled & said, "Yes ma'am, you don't have to blush, we get women coming in all the time who want to try it first before buying, were both. He found a way to get back after all. Her friends were right, perhaps. With that realisation, it was like her will to fight back drained away. She lay back silently while he pinned her arms above her and circled her breasts with his tongue, nipping at her nipples which were hard from the cold. She made a week attempt to twist away and was rewarded with a slap. He kissed her lips. He whispered to her that he would fuck her hard and bit down on her lip. The sudden pain made her want to fight.