We were quiet for a while. The silence was good and felt warm.I said, "I would like for you to come visit me in Tifton for a weekend. We can pick a we...kend when at least one of my kids is home. There is an extra bedroom in the house or I can get you a room at a hotel. The company has accounts with a couple of them. It will be your call when or even if."She put her coffee cup on the table in front of us. Mine was on the end table. She squirmed around to face me half in my lap. She said, "I think. Thodi der me position ultee ho gayee thee. Wo mano mard thee jo ki apni mashuka ko kas kas kar chod raha tha jaise jaise uski ki mastee barh rahee thee uske shot bhi tez hote ja rahe the. Ab wo mere upar mere kandho ko pakar lar ghutne ke bal baith gayee aur jor jor se kamr hila kar lund ko tezee se andar-bahar lene lagee. Uska sara badan hil raha tha aur sanse tez tez chal rahee thee. Uski uchalti chuchiyo ne mujhe diwana bana diya aur maine phir se use choosna suru kar diya aur jor jor se. I pressed my face into her bare pussy. I kissed my mother's cunt. I felt so naughty for thinking of it with the C-word, but we were doing naughty things. Sexy things. I shuddered as she licked and lapped at me, her tongue moving, stroking me. I copied her.“June!” she moaned into my pussy. “Mommy,” I squealed as she brushed my clit.I did that to her. I stroked my tongue through her folds to her clit. I bathed her naughty bud. She squirmed beneath me. I understood why; I couldn't sit still. My. Margot had him sleeping in a fuzzyyellow-and-black, zebra-stripped, dog bed, between her bed and the wall. He had to be extra careful not to wake her. Longingly, he watched her,the way her extreme curves were shown off by the shiny chemise she wore. The frustrated husband ran his hand over the pink plastic chastity tubethat tightly encased his penis. His poor balls ached. He tip-toed awayand went to the spare bedroom, where she had overseen him the nightbefore, as he selected and laid out.