”“That must have been awkward.”“Yep, made a hell of a mess in my car.”“Instead of just kneading and squeezing your boner, why don’t you ...aul it out and jerk off?”He blushed beet-red again and stammered, “What are you, omnipotent or all-seeing?”I laughed. “I’ve been around a long time. Nothing much gets by me.”He was squirming and really uncomfortable sitting there with an erection painfully squashed inside his jeans.“Go ahead. Unzip and get your cock out. I want to see it again anyway.”He gave. We don’t want a cheating stuff ,if you are OK we might try this family fun . I looked into he rlovely eyes and she had a sheepish smile.i whispered back –so you wana be a good bahu ?she giggled –yaa and good wife too.we both hugges nad had real wet kiss and before sleep I insisted –swetha it should not be regular or serious affair type ,just a causal once a while fun type ok and she nodded smilingly.I know how much we are thankful to himesh uncle as he brought us up and the financial support he. Sometimes to give her a message, sometime to take things around to her, occasionally to collect from her. This particular day it was early morning when my mother sent round to collect something. Mrs. Brown answered the door still wearing her cotton nightdress that couldn't be seen through, and believe you me it was far from sexy. The problem was Mrs. Brown had these huge breasts, much bigger than my mothers whose are fairly big, but they had always fascinated me. Usually they were slung in a. Then with a quick yank she pulled my jeans and boxers down in one go, freeing my hard on, which hit her on the cheek. She giggled before wrapping a hand around it, and slowing moving it up and down. With the other hand she cupped my balls and began massaging them gently. My god she knew what she was doing. Her hand movements increased, and soon she was pumping my cock up and down, a small amount of pre-cum beginning to form. She released her grip and took me in her mouth, swallowing my cock in.