And hum idhar udhar ki baate karne lagePhir karib 9:30 pm ko men kaha aap late to nahi ho rahe toRubi – nooo ghar par hai hi kon jo mera wait karega...e – hmmPhir hum baate karne lage then kuch den baad rubi ne kaha ki ek kaam karte hai aap mujhe ghar par drop kar do is bahane aap mere ghar bhi dekh lena mene kaha okPhir kar dono bike par bethe hi the ki tez barish shuru ho gayi and unka ghra thoda sa door the jese ki wo bata rahi thi and unke bataye hue direction mai chale hue hum unke ghar par. She about knocked me down when she literally jumped into my arms. Lord did she feel good! She delivered a full body hug that started with her legs wrapped around my waist and, her arms around my neck. Soon enough, she had her feet on the ground; but, maintained the tight hug. Her tits were rock hard and pressing right into my abdomen. She gave enough of a hip thrust to make contact with me; she released me and said, “Uncle Mike, I haven’t seen you in years! I wish you would come around more. Knowing that in a way I was almost cheating on my husband was beyond words, and the fact that my own son was the object of my desire was driving me insane with lust. Somehow I managed to ask, "You're not going to show them to any friends at school are you? Mommy wouldn't like that."I was wondering if maybe he was masturbating while looking at my photos too, because he almost sounded out of breath as he grunted, "Nope, never Mom."I purred into the phone, "Good boy," as I languidly touched. This really was wierd since the only other guy I had been in bed with was my brother and we were just k**s sharing a bed. Allen reached over and started rubbing my cock through my jeans and much to my surprise I got hard as a rock. Allen asked if he could kiss me and I said that I didn't really want to and I was sorry. He said it wasn't a problem as he unbuttoned my jeans a pulled down my zipper. He slowly rubbed my cock and told me how nice it was and he couldn't wait to suck on it. By this.