Using my fingers, I caress her left breast while rubbing her clit several times in a counterclockwise direction and the tap it.“Oh fuck Sir, I need ...o come! Please, please let me come!”Mother’s juices are flowing freely, soaking my swim trunks as my fingers tease her nipple and clit.“You may come now, mother.”Her body trembles as she comes on my fingers, pussy juice flows from her slit and soaks my trunks even more. My fingers are held firmly in place as her pussy tightens around them and her. 30 in the morning.When I got up next morning, she had completed her daily morning routine job. My relationship with her was changed. She was not merely my friend’s sister. Since that night, between us some special relationship was established. As I got up from the bed, she came closer to me and hugged me. She kissed me several times on my lips. Then I left for my home. I was totally lost in the wonderful memories of that night which was encoded in my mind. I tried to do studies but could not do. "Isn't someone sitting here?" she asked, a littlepuzzled.Anya had an enigmatic smile. "No, I saved this one for you."Elsa frowned. "You ... knew I'd come, didn't you?" she asked in a half-accusatory tone."You used to like dancing, and clubbing. But you haven't since ...."Anya didn't need to explain further. "Even without a little magicalhelp, I figured that you'd be very tempted." She glanced around thetable. "Elsa, this is my boyfriend, Greg," she said, indicating the guyon her right who. Then I saw my hubby tense up and freeze in mid motion. I knew what was occurring, and for a minute, I was so fucking jealous. I never wanted her to have his man batter. But I calmed down, and taught to myself; at least she isn’t a street whore.Knowing how late it was, and my paw be back so, I walked up into the kitchen area. Just in time to see my hubby turn. His penis glistening and wet with baby seed and my mom’s mucus. I walked up to him, and gave him a big kiss, and whispered to him.