“Come on and say hi to the guys!” with that my slut dressed wife went out into the hall and I presume into the lounge. I took a sip from my drink ...nd made my way to join them. As I walked out of the kitchen and into the hall, I could see Billy and Colleen leaning against a wall outside the lounge engrossed in conversation. I snaked my way between the crowds and positioned myself just behind them, out of sight but within earshot. Billy had his hand still on Colleen’s ass and her hand was on his. Me: Mom, I am all sweaty.Natasha: Oh come on, I am sweaty too.I initially was just holding her lightly.Natasha: What? You’re not going to hug me now because you are sweaty?Saying this, she really pulled me really tight towards her and as a result, I felt my chest crush into something really soft.I was dumbstruck for a while and as soon as I realized that, I quickly hugged her back and pulled her much closer. The bastard in me made me pull my mom closer and now my face was next to her neck. Oh. I did get a call after 2 days during Afternoon, to meet her up. When she met me, she asked me why did you call me? I replied (looking straight in her eyes), that there is something which my heart says that you are missing and I like you and there to help you. She smiled. After few minutes of conversation she again twisted the conversation and asked me what makes you think so and since when? I replied since 3 years ago when I first met her and ever since. I also told her that she was extremely. Suddenly Angie lifted her knee and placed it on the seat of the barstool. "Oh Mike, eat my pussy now!" she pleaded in a strained, begging voice. She arched her wet glistening pussy to my face as I took the first taste of the juices I had longed for. A long slow lick from the bottom of her overflowing slit to the top brought a loud "Oh my god, yes! Fuck me with your tongue, Mike!" I peeled back the lips of her pussy revealing all of the pink wetness inside. The tip of my tongue gave her swollen.