"I see," I said while running my hands down Matt's muscular back to the waistband of his briefs. "Don't worry," she wasn't that good," Matt said with ... smile as he reached around and unhooked my bra. "Oh really, she didn't take care of all your needs," I said as I reached inside of Matt's briefs and cupped his ass cheeks in my hands. "Nope, she couldn't even suck more than half of it," Matt said as he picked me up and took me over to the couch. He kissed me on the lips and then slowly eased his. The sexual tension was immediate and palpable as they stared at us. The strong aroma of sex filled the small hallway and we knew we were busted. In fact, my hand was still inside my wife's sexy little panties and my fingers were touching her pussy. A grin worked its way across the girl's face and the guy's jaw fell open. The girl regained her composure and walked slowly past us to another dressing room. The guy followed her, openly admiring my wife's naked ass as he passed. I started rubbing. Rajashree smiled broadly and said, “So my boy wants his mom to suck him already” and she kissed the tip of his cock. Shivers ran up Rahul’s body from where his mother’s lips touched his dick.Slowly licking the length of the dick, Rajashree teased her son. “Mom, can you remove your shirt? I want to see your chest”, Rahul said in a low whisper.“My chest, you say.”, Rajashree smiled. “A woman’s chest, grown woman’s chest are called breasts”, and she started unbuttoning her shirt. “So you like. I’m twenty and being here isn't going to be easy. Any freedom I had over these past few months is now gone, now that I’m back under my fathers roof and have to answer to him. As for my privacy, well that’s gone too especially with my two eighteen year old sisters (non identical twins) hanging around the house. That could be an issue if I continue my daily routine of satisfying my urges by jerking-off.Now my Dad remarried a few years ago, to a hot piece of ass names Cleo! She is a very nice.