Six months later, the wedding of Ernesto and Rubina was very large and ornate affair with hundreds of guests, which nobody thought in the least odd, e...en though neither the groom, nor his father, nor the bride's father had any income officially. The honeymoon was to be three weeks in a five-star hotel in North Africa.As they stepped out of the taxi from the airport and went into the cool air-conditioning of the luxury hotel, Rubina looked up at Ernesto and asked without any trace of shyness,. “Much more than my ex boyfriend in Colorado!” “Must Be you that turns me on a lot!” I sighed happily. “You sure suck good!” “Why Thank You Joe. Now my pussy needs attention!” I had never eaten pussy before, but was very tempted and tentatively gently kissed her sensitive rather large clitoris. “What The Fuck Are You Doing?” She gasped surprising me. “Don,t go kissing me there or touch it with your mouth! That,s Dirty!” She rounded on me. “Okay!” I thought to myself then I won,t. I ended up. We had to begin twice because I fumbled the keys but Mom was patient, even smiling while waiting for me to start again. It was a familiar piece, a duet I knew by heart and which required little effort on my part, just to play along to Mom's lead. My eyes soon strayed beneath the keyboard to appreciate the narrow gap between Mom's legs which briefly widened whenever her foot was applied to one of the pedals. I thanked the stars that Mom was playing more energetically than usual, lifting her foot. How are you? How’s your wife?’ ‘Oh, I’m fine. Can’t say about Kate, though. She’s my ex-wife now.’ Aha! He’s quite a turn on with his tight ass and the small tufts of white in his sideburns. She’d really fancied him when they’d been involved in that experiment he’d run for the Department of Parapsychology – but then, regretfully, he’d been married. Now it seemed he was available, so get going girl, no more backing off! ‘Sorry to hear you’re alone, but what can I do for you?’ ‘Well, we’ve come.