Fir jab smooch khatm hua to usne meri side dekha. Jis se mai smajh gya ke aaj wo bht garm ho rahi hai. And maine pucha kya hua. usne kha kuch nahi and...again smooch karne lagi. but is baar smooch karte hue mai uske boobs press karne lga and she was moaning a bit. Smooch and pressing of boobs were going simultaneously. Then interval ho gaya.Interval mai hamne thoda sa kuch khaya and colddrink pae. Uske baad interval khatm hone ke baad again wahi smooch and boobs pressing chalu ho gayi. sirf. My self, like most men, had a thing for my mom and always found her sexy. When I would see her wearing just a dress shirt I could not wait to run to my room and masturbate. Her large hard nipples pressing against the fabric, sometimes I got a glimpse of her beaver. Mom walked in barefoot and holding a cup of coffee with both hands wrapped around the cup. Her long blonde graying hair messed up and, yes, her hard nipples pressing against the fabric of the shirt. My cock stirred. I could not. She was still half asleep and maybe even thought she was having a sex dream. Jerry began to French kiss Sarah's succulent puss. His lips pressed against hers as his tongue found her inner lips, and pressed deeply beyond. He gently sucked and twirled his tongue against her velveteen walls and Sarah literally began to gush. She was now wide awake. Sarah put her hands on Jerry's head encouraging him to continue. Within a very short time she was thrashing her hips into Jerry, hoping his tongue. He leaned down and kissed her, while making his phone ring with his other hand. Feigning exasperation, he stood up and 'answered' it.“Fine, fine, I'll be there in a few.” Alex turned to his wife, though she couldn't see it. “I gotta run to the office, baby. I'll be back in a half hour, probably less.”Desiree groaned. “Again? Just untie me first this time.”Alex grinned. Not a chance. “Sorry, Des. I'll be back in a jiff. Love you.” Alex turned, making sure that the video camera was still hidden.