Maybe she had felt the same urge to touch and arouse herself just like I almost did.I went in the shower myself, and while I fingered my cunt a little...and played with my tits and nipples as I washed, I had lost the desperate urge to make myself cum. After all, I had all night, and after getting dressed I went downstairs.Mum was there already making the tea. I hugged her, and apologised for coming into her room. “That’s alright – it was my fault” she said, and we said no more.Later that night as. When a woman says nothing, I knew I was in for a long talk... So I asked her if she wanted to talk and she said yes, but not her with the music playing. So we went up to her room. She said she had been thinking about a guy she had gone out with a couple months ago, who didn't come to the party. They went on one date, had sex and he left. She said he more or less didn't even kiss her during sex, just got undressed, put a condom on and pumped her until he came, which did not last long. She said. Her areolas were fairly small and quite dark too. Her pussy was shaved and her ass was firm. She had a pretty blue stone hanging in her pierced belly button too.Then I noticed that little Timmy changed hands. He pinched both of Debra’s nipples and then he shoved his index finger into his mother’s pussy. I reached out and grabbed his hand and held it up to my nose as I inhaled his mother’s wonderful fragrance.I got caught.My wife asked, “Debra, would you mind terribly if my husband fingered your. ...." I let out as I felt him slide his ass down on my wet cock. Both hands now grabbing onto his asscheeks and shaking them as I gave him a hard loud slap. "Oh.... my god that ass is amazing..." I said looking up at him, completely consumed by his ass. He started riding, grinding, moving his hips back and forth as I held on and let him do whatever he wanted. Letting him control the pace. Once he managed to get me all the way in him, he started to go faster, slamming down on me and making me.