That’s when I got to admire the sight of her lovely breasts. I cupped her breasts as I removed her bra.Even though she was married, they were so sup...le and firm. I started rubbing her right nipple between my fingers as it was already hard and she started getting restless. I was teasing her by licking her left areola with the tip of my tongue and she was arching up her torso to make me suck them. Finally, I took them in my mouth and sucked them hard and she hugged my head hard to her bosom.I. Like all the other guys there, I was salivating looking at her hourglass figure and cute face with big eyes, lined with just the right amount of kajal. But I intended to get closer to her through this party.So I put on the best musk I had, because, guys, smell does matter. Trust me on this.I wore jeans and a shirt and headed towards her flat. To my surprise, I was the first one to arrive. So I decided to help her and started setting up her place to party.But I could barely concentrate on. . . Uh. . . Uh. . .!” I yelled out in triplets because I felt something inside my secreted walls give as mom drug her finger. It was a spot inside my hot slot that had never been touched before and it was so sensitive, the jolt of it being touched almost made me jump out of my skin. I also had what felt like the sudden urge to pee, but managed to hold it. God, it felt so wonderful! “Uh huh Bridgette! You are almost there! I can tell you are going to explode like me!” Mom said as she now began. Oh, it’s still hot and exciting. In fact, I’m more turned on by you and us than ever. That heat is different too. If anything, it’s even hotter but it’s less like a fire that comes and goes quickly. It’s more like a furnace that has a whole range of heat, from warm to blazing and can burn all night and day. When I try and think about why I love you, I don’t even know. What I mean is that, although there are all kinds of things that I love about you, none of those things is why I love you. I.