I said, “Adil, she is my mom Chitra.”He smiled and said, “Raj, Chitra aunty looks so young and she is well maintained.”I said, “Yes Adil, sh... goes to the gym regularly to stay fit.”Suddenly, my mom saw us so I introduced Adil and mom to each other. Since both were gym freaks, they gelled up quickly and in a few days, it looked as if mom knew Adil for a long time. She had started taking his help in the gym workout.Mom also joined the same gym as his and now Adil would come home daily to pick mom. We both chose a simple grilled fish dish with a nice white wine and after some initial small talk we reminisced about some of the events we’d experienced together. “I couldn’t believe it when I came in late that day and caught you in the staff room with some guy between your legs,” she said. I chuckled and replied, “Don’t forget that it happened again a few months later only it was with a woman that time.” She called me a slut in a light-hearted way and we both laughed about it. “What about. But, we are alldifferent in each and every conceivable way. Just think of it this way:Maybe I am at a point where you were at one point in your life, maybe Iam further past a point in which you will never go, or perhaps you arefurther than I will ever fathom.I write to express myself. I write about many topics, and maybe youhave read other titles of mine under a different pen name, or somethingof mine published in the mainstream. I try and satisfy one person whenI write in this genre, and that. Adam and I shared them as we both licked and kissed their pricks, and it was one of the most connected group sex experiences I have ever had.It turned me on so much that I couldn't take anymore. I lifted myself up, grabbed Adam's legs, and started to fuck him hard, pushing myself all the way to the base and out to the tip, over and over.“I'm gonna fucking cum!” I wailed.“Do it in my mouth,” Adam begged before I blew my load. “I wanna taste it!”I pulled out, crawled over him, and barely made it.