I walked in my house, heard some noise, walked down to the basement and saw my wife riding my cousin's cock like a woman possessed. I was really turne... on for half a second before going into rage and beating the shit out of my cousin. All of our assets are in my name, I won't screw her but I told her to get the fuck out of the house and that I never want to see her again.A couple weeks ago, on a random day, my wife's moving truck was outside when I received a text from my nosy neighor,. . thoughts running through my head. OMG what was I going to do? What if he did not like what he saw? Would he still expect me to be the 18 year old he knew? 22 years is a long time. I agreed to pick him up at the airport. I had tried on so many outfits, searching for just the right one. Would he look at me and turn right around and get a return ticket? Would he paste a smile on and tough it out? I had shared a few details about who I was now with him. I had changed over the years. I was no. I did not go to the market. Instead I followed her to his room and peeped in through the gap in the door to see what was happening. “I promise you that you would get to have me once again once you recover completely,” I heard mom say.Mr. Krishnan’s face lit up in delight.“I’d never thought that you would agree. Your absence for 3 days had nearly gotten me mad. Thanks a lot Maria,” he said. His face shining with delight.“Tell me what I should do. We don’t have much time,” mom said.“Lie beside me. ”Hearing his words makes my chest tighten with affection. I moan before I gently place my lips on his fully engorged cock head and softly kiss him. I close my eyes and inhale his masculine, divine scent, relishing in the simple, pure moment. When I flick my tongue across the slit of his cock, he stiffens and inhales deeply. Even though a part of me wants his beautiful cock nestled in my throat already, the other part of me wants to take my time savoring him. So I kiss down his thick shaft, all.