I knew him so well, and he knew all there was to know about me. There were no secrets, just complete acceptance. It humbled me that this magnificent m...n who could have had any woman, chose me. And loved me. That weekend, he went home SC and I spent Saturday and Sunday with my Dad in Washington D.C. I missed him, but it was different than when I missed Mike. With Mike, I wondered what he was doing and if he was with his wife and where he was. I missed Paul, missed the closeness and the union. "Well I was getting used to it by then" she said "after all it started when I was only ten and had been going on ever since" she replied."Spare me the details for now love what I want is to join in with you all" Never" she screamed "mom will never agree to it" Why are you so sure of that" I asked."Because dad suggested it ages ago when you and I first met and she went ballistic" How can we be sure we can trust him, he's a total stranger" her mother saidI left it then for a few days then I. But i respected her for she was really my mom’s age but how to convince my cock which is craving to get in to her hot pussy. She went in to the kitchen and then returned within a fraction of seconds. She walked in to the drawing room. Her saree pleats looked so beautiful, flowing generously, making my cock more hard. Her healthy hips were half hidden and half exposed by the saree pallu. Milky white was her skin tone and looked so delicious. And her breasts were neither big nor small but. She took her hand off my cock and started to undo her cardigan and then did the same with her blouse.“No rip it off,” I said, “Tear at it.”Eileen was lost in lust as I fingered her cunt and she got wetter and wetter.She grabbed the top of her blouse and pulled at it with all her strength. The buttons popped open, some of them flicking off as she revealed a full white bra and a full white stomach. “Get your tits out,” I demanded.She pulled the cups of her bra away and her big fleshy liver.