I moaned and she fondled my balls. Then the bloody front door bell went. I heard chatter and then she walked back into the room and resumed stroking m... cock. “Who was that?” I asked “Nobody” she said “wrong house”. Then I felt my cock being sucked. It felt so good. Normally she just sucked the first couple of inches but this time my cock went balls deep. I moaned and kept squealing “yes babe, oh yes”.I was getting close to cumming and said so as she had never giving me a full blow job. But the. My wife and I have an excellent sex life, but there was always something about her mom. I loved going swimming at my in-laws' house, trying to see as much as I could of her pillowy cleavage. I waited for her to wade in, to watch the mini-skirt of her swimsuit float, revealing her luscious thighs and driving me wild with my cravings. My wife used to notice that I would always fuck her harder when we got back from swimming. I told her it was the exercise. One weekend, I found myself presented. He sucked her clit between his lips and continued to thrust his finger into her dewy wet opening. ‘Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh!’ his lover moaned, her hips twisting. ‘God! You’re making me crazy!’ Since that was the whole idea, Lou didn’t stop what he was doing. Her slim, strong legs twitched and jerked, the warm, smooth skin of her inner thighs rubbed his face as her legs thrashed. ‘Oh God! Oh, God! It’s happening!’ she cried, ‘You…you…I…I… Ah! Ah! Aahh!’ Her lithe body writhed and shook as her orgasm. He took the potatoes that I was cutting and started cutting them. I resisted but he dint allow me to. Then as I tried to take the knife from his hand, he raised his hand such that it was totally on my left breast. Before I could say anything, he pressed it hard. I pulled him away saying, Ye bhabhi nahi hai. Pankaj said, ye bhabhi hi to hai. I had to reiterate, Ye meri bhabhi nahi hai, ye aapki bhabhi hai. Pankaj started cutting the potatoes again and while doing so, he cut his finger. I was.