"I'm sticking the kettle on; fancy a drink?" she asked before stepping back into the house.Rob got up and followed her into the kitchen. "Go on then, ...'ll have a coffee," he said as she filled the kettle and switched it on, aware of his eyes roaming over her back and down her bare legs.He walked quietly around the table in the middle of the small room so he was behind Lisa and placed his hands on her waist. She leaned back against him, his mouth grazing her ear before he tilted his head down. My heart was pounding in my chest and my mind was inturmoil as I reached the smooth skin of her upperthigh. The thumb of my right hand was no more than aninch from her pussy mound and my left hand was alreadycaressing the bottom of her small, firm ass. With agrunt of resolve I raised both my hands, moved themover her ass and started working the small of her back.She gave her ass a little wiggle as I did this; as ifto taunt me for resisting temptation. I moved my hands up her back, under the. "Damn!" I muttered to her. "That was embarrassing!" She turned and smiled at me, squeezing my hand on her breast with her own. "Not as much as if I'd been coming when he came in!" she teased."But .. well, do they always come in to your bedroom when you're having sex with a man?"She shrugged, "No, not usually. But this is our morning routine; Charles always brings me coffee in the morning, it's a special thing we both enjoy. The fact that you were in bed with me doesn't really change that.". My mother was making moaning sounds as she was also enjoying it very much, she also started playing with her pussy at the same time and kept saying, “Oh Manish, fuck me fuck me fuck me……harder, harder, harder..oh yeah oh yeah.”That scene was fucking amazing as I could see my beautiful mother’s huge white ass being spread out and that bastard Manish was inserting that 10-inch cock inside her asshole. Then after few minutes Manish pushed his cock completely inside her asshole and cummed inside.