"No client last night?"She shook her head. "I haven't been getting as many calls as I thought I would." Your regulars didn't follow you?" I asked as I...led her back to the kitchen.She leaned against the counter as I cracked the eggs into the pan, making a frittata."Some," she said, "but not as many as I thought." Is that a problem?"She frowned. "Sort of. I mean, if a client doesn't want to see me any more, that's his choice. But it makes me wonder if I was serving him well enough." Hmm." I. She spent a lot on home accessories and renovated our home to look sophisticated.At that time, my dad also got a project on-site and had to leave for Canada for a year. As I passed my engineering entrance exam, I had to leave for another city for my studies.Everything went great. I didn’t doubt my mom again as she moved on from Sharif and got a job for herself. I came home once every month and spent some time at home. My desperation for my mom’s beauty didn’t die, but it rested inside me.An. After I came home, I found her working in kitchen, I went behind her, grabbed her boobs, and started pressing them, and also adjusting my dick on her ass crack. She said “baby, you have full night and full of me, so don’t waste your power.” I replied “ohh! Come on its my night and I’ll never go out of power, so you just enjoy.” Soon, we had our dinner, and I asked her “lets watch something”,She said “don’t want to enjoy your night, baby”Me “yes, baby I will enjoy you, but we just had dinner and. I walk across to them, my skirt still over my hips, my cunt exposed as I brush against his leg, 'You going to Fuck or what', as I starts to gyrate on his thigh.My girlfriend breaks from her suction on his neck, 'Mariel', she pronounces my name in a drunken slur, 'Cant you see we are busy', and she looks into his face as she says it, then returns to sucking on the nape of his neck, meanwhile I revel in feeling his hand caress my bare ass, his finger finding my anal opening and push it up with.