I sink to my knees beside Inga and hells bells, I can't stop the tears from running out of my eyes. Inga sees my tears and we hug each other.I swear, ...What the fuck went wrong?"Inga says, "Thom, I am so sorry. It should have been me not your best friend Byron."I hold her tight as she sobs and comfort her, "Inga don't go getting crazy on me, it must have been Byron's time to go."Maria runs up and says, "Was that the port-a-potty and was anyone injured?"I look at her and give up the bad news,. Puzzled, I wondered if she had stopped, afraid she'd be in trouble. I went back around the house to the front porch and looked inside while I smoked. And there the were, on the couch now, still kissing heavily while my wife's blouse and bra were tossed on the floor! Hakan's hands were roaming over her small tits while she pulled his mouth to hers with one hand and rubbed his cock through his pants with the other. Her legs were slightly spread and one of his hands moved down her stomach to rub. She was shocked to see such a toy and was impressed by the lube. Mom, then pulled her gown off and told Brian to get undressed and suck her tits and pussy the way he does to me.Brian, got on all fours and pput his face between her legs and began licking and fingering her clit. Then he started inserting his fingers in her pussy hole. Pumping it, til it came. Brian was sucking and licking up the cum. The only thing Brian didn't like, is that mom didn't shave or much less trim up her hairy. I knew it was wrong to peep on my sister-in-law even though she gave me wide liberty to talk to her about anything. But I also had the other side of me who wanted to be the bad guy.I was plotting several ideas on how to make a reasonable excuse to go into her room to see what she’s doing. Or what she is wearing right now or not. I got up and walked past the room to the kitchen just to check if I can see anything through the thin slit between the door and its frame.But I ended up with a.