8 myself 5.10 fair in colour well built when bhaiya got married I was 20 after marriage bhabhi took care of house hold things and she was very caring ...haiya used to go to shop and return late in night I usually came from college at 4 after that I used to chat with her. One morning while it was going to college mom ask me to drop bhabhi on the way as she has some shopping work bhabhi came out holding small hand bag and asked shall we leave I went out stared my bike bhabhi came sat behind me bike. Then we’d simply drop it back off after the shift and drive back in the Plymouth.“Can I sit in the front with you, Tommy, or not?” As we pulled in next to the squad car.“No, I can’t do that, angel. I already told you, remember?”“I know that, but I want to, Tommy. I won’t be able to see sitting in the back. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”It was like trying to explain to her why I couldn’t tell her anything about SAC HQ and working underground there with a TS EBI clearance.“I’m not going to tell. As she worked the dogs continues shoving their noses between her legs. A few times she stopped her work and pushed them away, but finally she sighed and let them go on sniffing. She was wearing sturdy jeans and it's not like they were doing any harm, but despite her rationalization, her face flushed bright red.She continued scrubbing. When she was about half way done, she yelped as one of the dogs jumped onto her back, wrapping his paws around her waist. "Hey!" she shouted, angrily. She pushed. Moments later she was pushing my head back and saying “give momma that hard young cock your so proud of”. I was already between her legs so I just straightened up and pushed my hard cock to the hilt in my own moms hairy, old, hot pussy. She “purred” as we locked eyes and began to fuck, matching each other, stroke for stroke. She was still staring at me when she whispered “I can’t believe I’m fucking my own sons big hard cock, God, I’m such a slut”. I was so turned on, just because it was my own.