They were well rounded on the bottom, shaped somewhat like a teardrop. Each perfect breast was capped with a small brown nipple and surrounded by a pe...fect oval of light brown tissue. I wanted to bury my face in them, wanted to suck each one in turn just as I had probably done as a child.I came back to reality and all that could be heard was three people breathing harshly. For some reason, the sound of the zipper of mother’s shorts as Walter ripped it down sounded even harsher. It filled the. It wasn’t too long before my missus was upright straddling his head in a sort of ‘reverse cowgirl’ position fucking his face.She still hadn’t taken her knickers off yet choosing to just pull them over to one side instead.Gemma was getting more and more aroused at the oral sex she was receiving, her nipples had become swollen and hard so I could tell she was really enjoying it.I really can’t describe the feelings of watching your missus with another man…… surreal I guess.Several minutes later. He slowly undid his own trousers, pulled them down to his knees, then slid his underwear down to reveal his engorged member, still filling up with blood, waiting to be adored! Our tongues were still locked in embrace, our hands exploring each other's member, stroking with one hand and exploring each other's body with the other. I don't think there are words enough to describe what I felt that day, as those big old hands went down my back, over my buttocks, along my perineum and up the front of. I really, really, really don't want him to know about this." I don't either. How could I forget?" How could you forget? How could I forget? I'm his mother. I should've been more careful."Nick didn't say anything. He was on the bed again. She was now sitting cross legged in the center of the mattress, her humongous tits almost touching her lap, a pillow right behind her, her robe still over her shoulders. "So what do you wanna do now?"Nick said, "I was thinking...uh...have you ever tried anal?".