I saw that she looked sad missing her husband. I gave her a tight hug. She also hugged me tightly. Then suddenly what got into me I gave her a lip kis.... She kept on staring at me as if she was shocked but didn’t say anything.I kissed her again, this time for about 2 minutes at least. After the kiss, she got up and said, “Raj you are my son’s friend. Let’s not get carried away.” She started walking towards the door but I ran and grabbed her from behind. Without removing her suit I started. The size of the laundry room was more of a closet size than an actual room. The bathroom was of simple design. It was decorated with just a tub with a shower, a toilet, a sink with a small cabinet underneath the sink, a mirror medicine cabinet, and a small wall storage cabinet for towels and wash rags. The door to the bath room was in a hallway leading from between the kitchen and living room into the bedroom. Two large plants and several posters hung on the walls were all that was in the. My dad’s name is kamal and he is 50 years old and is a handsome man. My parents have a great sex life and fuck each other regularly with great satisfaction. This is the story of their night of intense passion, craving and raw lust for each other.So now straight to the story, it was Friday night; dad was in the bed room reading something. After few minutes mom came inside the bed room and went straight to her closet and took some cloths and went inside the bathroom. After few moments she came. By the end of our relationship and for awhile afterwards, she brought in more of a crowd for the weekend performances than Hazel. She proved an actress of incredible power and mesmerizing presence when, late at night near closing time, she performed recitations of nasty, brutal, lusty text with a sexy charming allure. She would bump and grind and shimmy out of her outfit until naked spouting character monologues, mining every double entendre or blatant obscenity to its deepest darkest hottest.