Six months newlywed. Somehow, the idea didn’t strike my fancy. Actually, I’d been happy to escape that house. Ever after, until Cat was born, we s...ent Christmas dinner with them. I called on Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. Every call, every visit, was agony. I’m surprised I didn’t develop an ulcer. When we took Cat there for a Christmas dinner, it was no better. A dutiful daughter might have an obligation to inflict that on herself. A good mother has an obligation not to inflict that on her. .I said said "yes!!"..."I love your ass and I want my cock in your asshole!!!"...she said..."Hmmmmm....WOWWWW!!...No problem!!"...while my hand was in her ass, I slid my middle finger in the middle of her ass and inserted into her asshole and she said, "OOOOOOOOONHHHH!!!...you want my backside?"...as my finger was already in her asshole, I pushed my finger further in and her ass cheeks squeezed my finger while her bum cheeks moved up and down as she was walking. I loved the sensation I was. Not husky but girlish. The accent peppering only certain words. “Mashing our twats together.”“Just like you riding that pillow right now. I bet her pussy was nice and wet from getting fucked too. And yours was nice and wet from her tonging you.” I jerked off and pictured Nooph's fat ass, grinding down on her pillow. Pictured her legs intertwined with another woman’s legs. I thought of two wet pussies up against each other. “She make you cum?”“M-hmmm.” She was breathing hard and fast through her. Mom kept moaning Sundroo, call me Usha as many times as you can. She wanted to transform from being a mother to a wife completely. We soon undressed and kissed each other’s body like the couple in honey-moon. Mom was too good reciprocating my love. I made love to her breasts, one after the other, sometimes nibbling on them and sometimes kneading them until she moaned and cried,Sundroo, you need them for many more years my darling do it gently not too gently either oohh haassu and I had been too.