Then he took her lips between his pout lips and started kissing her. My mom enjoying this turned towards him. Now his experienced hand moved to explor... my mom’s breasts over her red sari. Within minutes they were in deep passionate kiss. After a deep passionate kiss he removed the loose end of her sari from the boobs exposing them. I could see a thin line starting just below her neck where her big mountain like boobs meet and run all the way disappearing by turning into the red blouse. Kistappa. " We continuedalmost to the point of my ass getting sloppy. Here and there I wouldfeel a warm shivering rush pulse through my body. It was like acontent closeness with my lover. It was a full relaxation and tensingall in one. Later I realized I was having small girlie orgasms. Ipulled his ass in with my hands digging my nails in his skin. He saidhe was close to orgasm. I told him to let it go. He continued pumpinghard and fast. Then he stopped and paused. I could feel him pulseinside of me. He. Aunt Gina sat on the couch naked, her head laying back and her eyes closed. One of her hands massaged her big, fake breasts. The other, lay on the back of my mom's head. My mom knelt on the floor between Aunt Gina's legs, also naked. Her head moved up and down under Aunt Gina's hand. For a moment, her hair covered what she was doing. She raised her head and I saw a cock in her mouth. Aunt Regina's cock. “Oh my God,” I blurted as my shocked mind registered what I was witnessing. . Perfect … perhaps. Loving? Get real! I am a very sexual, very sensual, and very bisexual man and why on earth I married a woman whose idea of sexual relations was a ten minute semi-annual event I will never know! After our son was born, the idea of sex was the furthest thing from her mind (sex was just for making babies she told me.) We disagreed, we argued, we went to counseling. I had long term affairs and many one night stands. From an insider’s viewpoint, by the time the marriage ended it.