I stood behind her so that her left part of her ass was in touch with my cock. She gave a smile and told “ can you make some juice for me” i said ...��let me try your mixi”. I was intoxicated and hence had become bold. I started to meddle with the knob and to my surprise sudha took her hand down and it brushed my half erect dick. She smiled and said “this mixi is old so the knob is not working”I still wanted to be sure that she wants me as i was a bit afraid because prakash is my wife’s elder. When she returned, she was silent and sat on her seat leaning away from me. The walk home was wordless and when we got to her home, she ran up the stairs to the porch. I've called her twice a week for two months and she's never called me back. JR, I said to myself, you're an idiot.But back to Mom. For quite some time, Mom had been the vehicle to appeal to my masturbatory urges. They were her freshly used panties that I sniffed. They were her bras that I fondled in her undies drawer. It was her. Almost against my will, I found myself walking over,sorting through the racks, and selecting a short little skater dresswith a skirt that barely hit mid-thigh. I had been just holding it up tomyself and imagining wearing it when the phone had rang and WiseCrackwas demanding to know just what the hell was I doing. That angry voicebarking in my ear snapped me out of the slight daze I now realized I hadbeen in and I had mumbled an apology while putting the dress back andmaking the silent vow that. She mumbled and then closed her eyes. I kept licking her pussy faster and faster. She pushed her upper body up and her legs trembled. She was in absolute heaven and I felt that. After a while, there was not much movement from her.She must have exhausted and she just moaned very mildly. I stood up and went closer to her. She took my dick and sucked it. She was definitely sucking my dick better than yesterday. After some time, I made her stop sucking my dick. I stood on the floor and pulled her.