My Bathsheba was not what one could safely describe as standard female spouse material. Of course, I didn’t know that at first because our first dat... was more of a lark than a serious encounter for purposes of entering into a contract of marriage.We both had joined at approximately the same time a social club that specialized in initial meetings between members of the opposite sex for carnal exercises of a private and personal nature.February was always a good month for the nubile juices to. “It’s so good.” “That’s why,” he replied, thrusting a little further into me. “They don’t want us enjoying ourselves too much.” I rocked my hips back against him, eager to be filled as the vibrating shaft continued to buzz away in my bottom. I could feel the heat of his cock as he became buried inside me. “Oh fuck me,” I moaned. “That feels incredible.” He pulled back until just the tip of him was in me and then waited for a wonderfully teasing second before slamming home again, shoving me. Rakesh..." I begged. By the time I had started getting turned-on at the sight of my son's hairy chest. At the same time I was feeling guilty as he was my son on whom I was having crush, at this age. "Mom, you look damn sexy with your saree low on your belly." He spited out. I was all flattered. My son had liked my saree style and had called me 'sexy'. Instead of getting furious I took it as a compliment. "You.....you like mommy blowing her navel!." I looked at him mischievously. He smiled. He took be by me outside the out-house and there was five other guys standing there, they have must have been watching to because as soon as i was out side the all started to undress me. I just though WOW this can't be happening. I had one guy sucking my nipples one licking his fingers and jamming them up my ass, one sucking my dick, one under him sucking on my balls, and the other two were and I were in a Kissing 3-way. The guy on my ass kept pulling his fingers out and putting his tongue in.