I moved my hand down to her neatly trimmed pussy, as I slowly stroked and teased her pussy she slowly moved her hips backwards and forwards. I worked ...ne then two fingers inside her wet cunt. You like that donÂ’t you, mmmmmm was her muffled drunken slur. Pulling her thong aside I move forward and rub my hard cock against my wifes pussy. Now fully wet and open I slid my cock straight into her cunt. Mmmm oooo mmmm was my wifes muffled moans. I heard movement next door as either tony or Shelley. I quickly encountered her trim, but very-much present, bush. I paused to run my fingers through her pubic hair, admiring the situation I found myself in. I continued down, moving directly to the warm spot that had been serenading my cock for the last fifteen minutes. I could feel my Mom stiffen with anticipation. Her wetness was instantly obvious as my fingers slid down around her labia. It was practically pooling in my hand. Finding the bottom of her pussy, I slid my fingers into the groove. No way was I going to tell him what had caused the flavour change!I didn't know it at the time but I had been 'blessed' with having an overly large clitoris and as time went by it become easier to get myself off with just the slightest of touches. Annabel told me that I was lucky to be so endowed and she used to delight in proving just how easy it was to make me orgasm whenever she came over after we shut ourselves in my bedroom. My Mother thought we must be doing schoolwork together and went. One day Icame from tuition early and tried to go to backyard. When I’m switching thebackyard light my gran-ma immediately stopped me saying that she is bathing atthe back side. I stopped on that day. But it made me restless and thus I cameto know that she baths outside at this time daily.Next day again I came early at eight o’clock in the eveningto home and without the notice of anybody I slowly went to back of my housewalking on the side of my house. A fountain of hormones raised in me on.