.. I love this feeling!" She said as she writhed and shook. Ricky tongue fucked her cunt and then moved up to her erect clit. He was greatly turned on...by how wet she was and how much she was enjoying what he was doing to her, so he slipped a finger into her ass and gently began fingering her other hole. A few moments later, he felt her silken thighs clamp tightly over his ears. She held his head in a vice grip as she succumbed to a powerful orgasm. Her pussy bathed his face in her syrupy juice,. Then, another strange thing happened. My husband entered carrying a mangal-sutra and two garlands. He came near us and my son disengaged from my vagina. He quickly started chanting some Vedic mantra which he has been chatting for years at marriages but this time it was his son marrying his wife.My son then put his mangal-sutra on my neck and we exchanged garlands and everyone including gods showered flowers on us. Then, my husband turned away and went out while my son signaled everyone to move. Her bath towel had come off and she had closed her eyes in pain and was howling. ” aaayyiiiyyooo eeeeashawarrraaaa”( OH God ”“Enna ayuduthoo maami , yen ippadi katharingho?” said Nara.(what happened aunty , why are you howling)“Nekkaey praanan poradhu , nee vaeraey kelvi kaetindu irrkaey”said she still closing her eyes.( I am in pain and you are questioning me )By now Nara’s penis was in full attention seeing his mami nude, she from an Iyer ( kind of Brahmin) background married into an iyengar. Almost immediately, I let go a load into her. She rolled off and we lay there for a little bit, talking. She says her husband travels a lot and she is a bit lonely. I said “This does not have to be a one time thing, we can do it again.”She said “You have my phone number on the invoice. Use it. If my husband answers, make like you are trying to sell life insurance. He hates that, so he will hang up.”I did connect again. I got in the habit when doing a pleasure call (ahem), using my personal car.