She needed to be alone, to think about what had happened last night and to try to sort things out.But, most of all, she needed something to kill her h...adache.Feeling confused and guilty about the evening with Jack, Jenna had been vague when Cindy had asked about it later in the day. Jenna didn’t know what to think about it herself, so what could she possibly say to her cousin? She knew that what she had done was a betrayal against her husband. She tried to piece the series of events back. Maybe another man would have just punched him in the mouth.Oh? He raised one eyebrow and glanced around into the house as if checking to see if anyone was around. Oh shit sorry, I looked past him into the dark interior of his home, I heard a sound, is your wife here? No, she's gone to work. But maybe we shouldn't stand in my door with me in just a towel, the neighbors might start talking. He winked at me. Why don't you come in and we'll discuss it.? I wasn't suddenly not too keen about going. What I am about to tell you is a real-life incident that happened to me almost 6 years back. It’s crazy as fuck but true. It was 2011 June, my college in Chennai gave us holidays so I went back home.The first year of college I lost my virginity to my gf at the time. It was pretty fucking good. I ripped her pussy apart. That’s for another time.My amma was 43 years old, she was 5’4. Huge tits and fat ass. She used to always wear sarees. Her navel was sexy too. She had the right amount of fat on. I lost control completely and just sprang upon her and inserted my dick into her wet pussy and started pumping. She immediately grabbed me and locked me into her with her legs and giving little space for the fucking process. As I started pumping her, I heard someone moaning in excitation outside the bedroom, and then I realized that even her sister is also present and she is masturbating herself in the other room, and she is silently watching all this process of pumping her Didi by a milkman..