I wouldn’t need to pull my wife’s sweatpants down, she already had them lowered past her knees. Her computer was open to a porn video. She had hea...phones on to mask the sound, which is why she didn’t hear me walking down the hall. Her left hand was pushing a black dildo into her cunt. The computer screen was showing two well-hung black men fucking a white woman.“I would have never guessed that my innocent acting wife was really such a whore.”“It isn’t what you think dear.”“Is that so? You. He didn't move as she was in his lap partly petrified but also he wasn't sure what she had in mind. She kissed him again from above him.Kate - I want you to touch me… please.Adam hesitated a moment and then let his hands wander over her skin first on her back then her bottom, her legs, her tummy, her breasts finally reaching up and grabbing her neck and pulling her down for another kiss before kissing her neck then she stretched back up to allow him to kiss her breasts which he did and she was. As Suresh pulled her sari out Smitha deeply hugged the pillow to her chest.Suresh seeing her mother stiffen her body said 'relax, its okay.''What's okay' asked his mother?'It's not showing much' replied her son as his eyes took to the curves of her waist, her rounded mounds and her rich thighs.'Then what are you gaping at' asked his mother feeling his gaze upon her body.'I am looking at the material of your petticoat. It is so soft and so light' he said as his fingers felt the soft texture.'You. She then walks toward him, the sweeping light catching her eyes just right. He freezes like a rabbit in the light, his eyes upon her. She holds his gaze and never wavers. She stands before him and looks deeply into his mortal eyes. She draws a long finger down his cheek and licks her beautiful red lips. She hungers and he is dinner.He gazes down at the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, not knowing that she is but an illusion, for to each man she looks different; that's part of her.