I txt mom “Are you sure? I like what we have been doing.” Within seconds mom replied “Yes, hunny… It will help. Fuck her like the slut she is....As long as we are always honest about all of this, nobody’s feelings will get hurt. Now, get that bitch over here and humiliate her.”I know this sounds insane, but my mother’s encouragement and deive language really turns me on. I text Arlene “10pm… I’m expecting something crazy”… I then txt mom “She’ll be here tonight. I think some pussy would help. He laid me down and slowly began to undress me until I was naked. Then he pulled my hips to the edge of the bed and slowly softly ate my pussy. My husband never did any of those things to me and I never knew how good it could feel. I was a little nervous because I wanted to please him as much as he had and I was unsure what to do. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." So I began to undress him and when I saw the size of his cock I was a little intimidated. I took a deep breath and started. I eagerly agreed and she showed me her hairy pussy and the pink wetness between her lips. I remember being horrified…scared out of my mind. She even promised to “dry” it for me as I was kind of grossed out by the appearance. Needless to say, during the rest of that visit, nothing else happened.Fast forward a number of years until I was 14. By this time my aunt had an infant c***d and was divorced. As she was my mom’s youngest sister, we helped her find an apartment near us, bought her a. My pussy was all wet. My breasts were all engorged with the sexual urge that wanted to explode desperately. Suddenly i got startled with a shriek noise! It was the doorbell. Someone was waiting at the door.I wiped my wet fingers to my gown and opened the latch. A young male, dark and wearing a torn vest and a lungi with a measuring scale in his hand was standing. “Memsaab. kuch raddi (newspaper) hai kya?” I said, “Nahi hai!” and banged the door quickly behind me. As I returned back to the sofa,.