Oh!!! You want me to sleep with you and still be normal….. Smiling at you like a bitch……Son: no mom…… it’s not like that….He broke down ...nd tears started rolling from his eyes.Shobha: Raghu…stop it I didn’t say anything you are talking non sense making me say all these things…Come on wipe your tears.He composed himself.Shobha: now listen to me. I am ready to give you for what you have longed for. You can have me. And I am telling you completely accepting for this. Happy?Son: But mom what about. Her nipples looked even bigger in person, and I leaned closer. She felt my breath on her, and groaned. "Yes. Yes. Do it, please?" I licked one of the rubbery nubs, and her hand came up, pulling my head against her chest, and my mouth to her nipple. I latched on, and suckled gently. She ruffled my hair, and sighed happily, as I sucked harder. I didn't even realize her other hand had been busy unzipping her skirt, until she was sliding it off down her legs. She kicked it off, and spread her legs. ”“I wish we had more time to chat, but I do know you may have work to do, and myself I wouldn’t mind it if the four of us got together some time, for like a supper, so that we could maybe catch up on some old times, whenever you and your husband had a little bit of free time. I don’t think George here would have a problem with it, would you George?”“No problem at all.”“I’ll have a talk with my husband about it, because it would be fun to catch up on things, since we last saw each other.”“Yes it. By this time, Fr. Joe's buns are red, sore, and blistered,and my huge cock is ready to rip right out of my pants. I stop my assault onthe little priest's flaming rear, and place the cross back on its hook. Ithen take a small cruet of water and pour the cool liquid all over Fr. Joe'ssizzling ass, muttering in Latin. Then I spank Fr. Joe's red, slick ass withmy bare hand, and he yelps loudly as my strong, authoritive hand angrilyspank the hell out of his sore, beet-red ass. He humps his hard.