. I just said bhabhi ki woh toh buss yuhi thodi masti ke liye. To my surprise she just smiled and said “mujhe sab maaloom hai, tum usse phone karte ...arte use fingerin karne ko bolte ho.. Kitne bigad gaye ho tum log, mummy ko maloom pada toh woh toh pooja ki jaan hi le legi.. Please ye sab karna band kar do…” while she was sayin this, i was juz trying to get glimpse of her cleavage down her deep necked kurti, and i guess she noticed it coz she immediately catch hold of my eyes and then shifted. I glanced quickly and saw the blonde head of my wife. Her hands went quickly to my hard on and gently began pulling my foreskin back and forth. Estacy, what could a man want more. Then she moved around, then she was facing me and began licking the end of my shaft. I was watching the DVD still and closing and opening my eyes with pleasure. She then started to suck my cock and forcing my cock deeper and deeper in her mouth. She was still using her hands to gently massage my dick as she had done. I found myself really looking forward to the weekends. My job and my ex were no better and I loved the feeling of acceptance that the cougars gave me. They all were very nice. A couple of them tried to get me to sleep with young guys we would hang out with. Karen loves to tell me about the hot sex she would have with them. “He was so good Mary; he really gave it to me if you know what I mean!” Karen would say teasing me. They all knew what a prude I was. I never gave a guy a chance to get into. My free hand reached up and clutched at her left breast, her turgid nipple hard against my palm. Rasping my tongue against her sensitive nub made her moan as her thighs clamped against my ears. I could no longer hear her moans, but I could feel them, and continued my attack, churning her cunt with my twitching fingers, while slurping at her swollen clit with doggy style kisses. She went rigid, pressing her hands on the back of my head while her thighs squeezed against my ears in an almost.