Phir papa muje aur mum ko bole ki jao tum log thoda farm dekh lo me yaha river ke pas kam chalu he wah dekh ke aata hoo.phir papa dhaniram ke sath riv...r ki aur chale gaye aur waha me mum aur dhaniram ki bibi aur unke do bache bahar khel rahe thee.phir me aur mom farm ki aur nikal pade.hum log mango trees ke niche se hote hoowe farm ke 1km undar tak chale.phir mom ne kaha bas nishit ab me aage nahi chal paugee phir me aur mum wahi mango tree ke niche bett liye hamare bilkul piche angur ki fasal. .. his mouth upon her breasts, her hands tangled in his hair... JUST LIKE DON AND MOTHER! His tongue drifting down to the wide open tiny split, the faintly hair-lined triangle down between her young quivering thighs. His pause to inhale her girlish fragrance, his thoughts jumbled, imagining God knows what... imagining yes... that she was his mother! And then he'd plunged downward into the sweet mist of desire, the succulent, honeyed pit of his sister's cunt!His tongue had wrapped luxuriously. She's really out. I could do just about anything I wanted. This has possibilities. I check around. Nobody in sight and no place for anyone to hide except in the maintenance shop. I slip the lock on the shop's side door and check inside. Sure enough, there's nobody there.I prop the door ajar and go back outside; I check around again, still nobody. I sit her up (limp as a wet noodle) and flip her up over my shoulder in a fireman's carry, which puts my left hand on her plush white ass (under her. I was married and established in a good neighborhood with a good job, my stepson was going off to college in few weeks, and unbeknownst to him I had been fucking around with men for going on 2 years. I loved slamming my dick deep inside man cunt and I loved to bottom and had built up a pretty strong network of college guys and married men who needed an ass to fuck in secret. I was experienced and could keep a secret so they kept coming back.The day I got caught, I thought I had the house free..