I reached down to fondle him and he gasped. I loved how my touch affected him. I stroked his length as he began kissing me in earnest. His kisses were...god given, no-one should be able to kiss like that. I was weak kneed and he propped me up with his strong body, pushing me back into the cool tiles. My arms slid around his neck and I pressed myself into him as his hands works such magic on my body, skimming my waist and breasts and hips, dipping down to stroke fingers through my swollen lips. . 15 min par nikale….Mom ko pata hai ki kabhi kabhi mein aur bhupi drinks le lete hain…. Kareeb 35 se 40 km drive karne ke baad bhupi bola jai kuch ho jaye…. Maine kaha agar mom permission de de to le lenge..Mom : no problem, le le enjoyment ke liye… Par kam lenaBhupi ne bottler nikali aur gaadi roak ke 2 peg banaye… pehle peg hum ne jaldi le liya.. fir usne doosra peg banaya aur gaadi chalate hum log peene lage aur gap shup bhi karne lage….Bhupi ki nazar baar baar mom ke mummae ki taraf jaa rahi. She undid it, then moved on to the fly.When her hand first touched my pants it made me aware of the situation down there. I could feel the sticky evidence of an embarrassing lack of control.I was still trying to think of what to say while she was finding the zip and lowering it. I had to say something quickly, "Ahh, honey, umm..." Yes?" Sorry, but I've had an, umm, loss of control, I guess. An accident." -- She looked puzzled, so I intelligently added, "In my pants." I had no idea when it'd. I didn’t catch him spying on me; he told me about this the next morning, when I was leaving to go back to my husband’s house. After that, I tried to maintain a distance from Jim. However, when my husband called Jim to spend his vacation with us, I couldn’t do anything about it. “Hey, you need any help?” I heard my husband’s voice. “No, it’s done,” I said, turning to look at my husband. He had a big naughty smile on his face. I was sure that he wanted to bang me tonight. I cleaned the last.