Normally I would have turned the light back off and left the room but on this occasion I noticed her clothes on the floor and had a sudden urge to sni...f her panties.I had always wanted to sniff her unwashed panties but had never plucked up the courage to help myself to them as she slept just a couple of feet away. I always thought of the consequences of being caught and decided it was too risky.This night would finally be the night I get to play with her dirty panties. Her heavy snoring. " I'm glad you are glad," She replied, "I'm sure that by now Steve has found Lizbeth, he was looking for her." That's nice;" I answered her as if her information was of no interest for me: I pulled her face to me and we kissed again and again our tongues meeting, our saliva blending.This time I ended the kiss pushing Marge away slightly, just enough so that I could get a hand between us and run my hand from her neck down over her hug tits, pausing there for a while to fondle and squeeze. I had just about come to the conclusion that your mother was having some kind of mid-life crisis or something, when unfortunately she must have seen me following her one day, and we ended up bumping into each other. I brazened out and pretended that I was in that part of town by chance."At the time she said nothing to me about our unexpected encounter, and I sort of assumed she'd accepted that us both being in the same part of town that day had been a coincidence. But later I discovered that. Whenever I see her moving around her home, I just want to pull her nighty down and put my face in her big ass cheeks.I know she is a prize since all males would keep staring at her when she passes by. Same case with me as she has been my fantasy lady from last 5 years even though I know it’s and it’s taboo to lust her. Most of my masturbation sessions are about her. She lives in Hyderabad and rarely comes to Delhi.Coming back to the story, I had started working in Hyderabad last year and was a.