In desperation Lynette had surfed the internet for any kind of money making opportunity. After being scammed by a couple of get rich quick schemes she...had all but given up in more ways than one. She wanted to contribute financially and ... she wanted sex. Since the accident, Don had been the loving, caring and attending husband, seeing to her every need -- every one but one. With her incapacitation, his interest in physical intimacy had disappeared. Oh, he had tried, but knowing she was. Mukhiya: So according to our village law, you have to marry your own son now if you don’t have anyone other than him.Maya: How it’s possible to marry my own son. It’s not morally good.Mukhiya: This village has rules to define morals and remaining widowed is not morally good for this village. So it’s my last and final order to marry your son. Or both of you will have to get punishment for not obeying our laws.Maya: I’m ready for punishment but I can’t marry my own son and please don’t give. The sex was intense and Brenda came twice before I erupted into her.The story was simple; I was a great lover, but I wasn't enough to fill her needs. No matter how much I fucked her she still needed more. She loved me, hadn't wanted to hurt me, but she needed cock and lots of it. I was a better fuck than most all of her lovers, but she needed quantity as much as quality. Regardless of the fact that she was praising me (even as she said I wasn't enough for her) my ego still took a battering. I. I kept it in her pink lips. First she licked it like an ice cream and then took it fully in her mouth then I got full mood and began to fuck her mouth after that I pushed her on the bed. I pulled her sari up and began to smell her sweet pussy covered with little hair. She had nice pink petals with bulged belly. I asked her to sit on my face. I drilled her pussy with my tongue. She began press her pussy on my mouth. I licked all her juices. I bit her pussy lips with my teeth. She moaned aloud.