It was long and hard and tasted nice. I sucked on them while I pressed the other breast. She just lay there with her eyes closed and enjoyed everythin.... Occasional moans escaped her sweet lips and I send one my hands in search of the source of the sound. I inserted one of my fingers in her mouth and she immediately started sucking on them. After some time, I was curious to also go meet her lips. I hadn’t had enough of her lips. We kissed again for a while. A long while. This time it was her. He loved the older stories, the myths, legends, and tall tales that many his age ignored and really avoided. So, it would come as no surprise that Brenda brought such stories as Gulliver's Travels, Moby-Dick, or even One Thousand and One Nights, which she'd just finished reading the final chapter of the night before. He seemed to have responded at one point, but it was short lived; nothing more came of it. She'd read him about ten chapters at a time. He'd been in coma for nearly half a year now. We have each other and we want each other. I can’t deny that. I’m just concerned that secrets never stay a secret. I know you wouldn’t intentionally tell someone, but could we really always act as a regular mother and son in public when we act as lovers in our home? Would someone see how we look at each other and not be suspicious. Could you always resist touching me when we are in public? Lovers can’t seem to be able to do that. And make no mistake. If we continue with this, that’s. She is a bit conservative housewife and during the initial days of our marriage she was very reluctant to show me her assets, it has taken a lot of years to change her mindset, even today she requires a lot of coaxing to remove her nighty , saree or any other dress she is wearing before we get on the most preferred missionary position , of course we have enjoyed other positions too, but this position has been the most liked position, after we climax she asks me not to pull out and put all my.