I believe things in life happen for one of three reasons. Things happen because they were planned, as a result of circumstances, or because they were ...reordained or destined. This story about my son and me, I believe, was a combination of circumstances and destiny; it certainly was not planned. This story is about the events that happened early in 2002, shortly after the invasion of Afghanistan . At the time I was 38 years old and my son was 16. As a loving and close family, we all played sport. I was glad she was. I wanted her to keep doing it. She kissed my lips, tasting herself on my mouth. Fuck this was so hot. I felt like a super hero right now. I fucked her hard for a minute or two and then pulled out, dropping to my knees and going down on her again. She was so wet. She tasted so good. I could taste my pre cum on her pussy too. I knew she was liking me going down on her and could tell that she was about to cum any second. I could feel her tighten up around my fingers as I slid. . I asked mumtaz to lay on bed…jyoti came on top of her and started kissing her.. and I had two matured ladies cunts in front of me…jyoti’s cunt was a bit dark bearing two childs birth marks…mumtaz was clean shaved….I shoved my dick in mumtaz’s pussy and she was shocked to have a dick in her soft and hot pussy.. I took it out and again rammed my dick in jyoti’s pussy… started fucking jyoti vigorously…and spanking on mumtaz’s ass cheeks…both the ladies were busy in kissing each other and I was. - Come on, quickly, dont stand there like an idiot, off with your clothes big boy, she said.- I would love to see you dressed in my hose, so come on now.My shoes, socks and pants where now completly off, I could feel the hardon under my shorts though, and she could cleary see it aswell. Off the shorts went and an almost rock hard cock pointed towards her.- Well well, impressive, she said but not to my liking. Put on the hose now!When I rolled up the hose to put them on I could feel her eyes.