As my wife’s orgasm faded we both realize the hot water was fading fast. Still on my knees and running my tongue over her pussy, she turned off the ...hower. I stood up and we mashed our lips together. Our tongues fought one another. We stopped kissing and I turned to step out of the shower. Reaching out I took two towels off the rack and handed one to her. I used to other and began drying off. I placed the towel over my head and shoulders and began rubbing the water off my body. My wife leaned. “You have really beautiful eyes,” Adam said softly touching my cheeks, and I smiled to hear that. “You have beautiful eyes too,” I replied. “You are like a dream woman,” Adam said. “Have you ever had a dream about me?” I asked brushing my hand on his shoulder. “Um… yes many times,” Adam said. “Dirty dreams?” I asked biting my lips. “Yes, sometimes…” Adam replied taking his time and feeling a little embarrassed. “Don’t be embarrass,” I said touching his lips, “Tell me about your dreams, Adam,”. I led her into my bedroom and draped both of our towels on the bed. "Lay on your stomach for me babe." With such grace she got on and laid down. Grabbing some oil I slowly began to work up her legs, soft moans escaping her lips. I could smell her enjoyment filling the air. Caressing every inch of her body, my fingers made their way to her still rosy pink ass from earlier. Tracing the outline of my palm print massaged deep and slow all the tissue surrounding her ass. I was graced with a sigh of. In fact he too was a little late. Rahul as he came down was rewarded with the sight of her mother who looked ravishing having put on a gown which was wet and stuck to her body clearly showing off her voluptuous figure. Her hair which was dripping wet had soaked the back of her gown.Seeing her mother in such a state, Rahul pulled out a towel from the rack and standing at the back of his mother, started to dry her hair with it.Shobha was awe struck by her son's sympathy towards her and this made.