I got her over me and we had an awesome session of 69 where I licked her to the core and content of my heart. My tongue moved on her pussy like butter...knife on a slice of bread. Up dowwnnn upppp downnnn on the whole length of her horny pussy…it was heaven on earth…she had enough and climbed down hastily and asked me to come between her legs which I did. She held my dick to put it in and held my hips and started pushing me in her…this is what I love about mature women they take what is theirs…I. Her bra, however, looked like it was made from the tough shell of a seed pod. The cups were covered with thorns, like a prickly pear and the entire neckline looked as if it had been bevelled down to a razor-sharp edge. A skimpy, yet husky plate of bark protected her nether regions. It, likewise, had a razor-sharp edge on top, to cut anyone foolish enough to try to reach inside. The harpist must have sensed Epimonos’ presence as he came within a few feet of her. The music ended and her head. They were all so busy, no one noticed me. Men were all shouting and groaning and closed their eyes in ecstasy.As I was about to enter my room, my Mom looked in my direction and her eyes widened in shock. She stopped sucking. I smiled and motioned to her that it was okay and went to my room.After about half an hour I cautiously peeped into the hall. Hall was deserted. I went into kitchen. Cook gave a start.“Riz baby, when did you come?” there was panic in his voice. Mom’s eyes were downcast. I. I thought to myself she never cums with me like that. I can't believe she has been fucking him all this time. And I thought I had persuaded her to become a hot wife. I watched the other tapes in the box and each one was of Andrea fucking. One was made beside our pool and they even fucked on the diving board. Thinking back I remember her having a few scabs on her spine and when I had asked her about them she gave me a story about doing it while sun bathing.I had mixed emotions about this, my.