' My MIL continued, 'mere khayal se inko maaf kiya jaye, kyon ki inhone hame pyar bhi to bahut kiya hai aur hume maje bhi bahut diye hain.' 'Theek hai...behanji, par ab hum ise aisi saja denge jo yeh zindagi bhar yaad rakhe ga', my mother continued.My mother took my MIL in the bathroom and locked themselves in. I was scared as to what they two were up to and what punishment was I going to get. After about 10 minutes I heard the lock of the bathroom door opening. Slowly the door opened and to my. She knew by then I would be most willing. She also knew that in my unconscious layers, we were already writhing together and we were feeling each others fingers exploring our most intimate depths; my conscious, surface, denial she savored the most because she knew it would have to be short-lived.I tried to keep calm in the feelings of discomfort, though it was not exactly discomfort, but the inkling of a feeling I either believed I ought to not have or wasn’t aware I should have, the inkling. We had to back to work but as you can imagine there were frolics in the air and all were taking sneaky drinks in the staff changing rooms so by the end of shift everyone was well on their way to getting plastered. I was walking back to the office when I saw Rose waiting to clock out. I called her over and said to her wait for me outside and I'd walk her to the train station (she caught the train in to work everyday).I finished putting my things away for the christmas break and clocked out 15. Ok son but we need to get y.. you own sexy clothes and d..dildo” and that what I did. that night I couldn’t sleep without seeing my son kissing my cock so I fucked my wife and fell to sleep. The next morning my wife went to work early and I was of that day (Wednesday) and I thought that me and son could stay together and shop online for his women's clothes and at 7:00am I pick up the phone a called his school at the time my was getting to go a toilet and hear me say “that he not well and would.