My mom was kissing my cock.Her tongue flicked over the crown.My mind short-circuited. This couldn't be happening. It was my mom. A girl—a woman—wa... finally touching my dick, and it was my mom? My brain tripped over the thought. I didn't know what to do while my sisters just watched on with excitement, looking eager as they ate their breakfast.I must be dreaming. That had to be. This was a wet dream and...“Fuck!” I gasped.Mom's lips had slid over the crown of my cock. The warm heaven of her. Peggy Jo got tired of his philandering and one afternoon when she was alone and drunk, she called the handyman, Danny, to come over to fix her washing machine. Danny found nothing wrong with the washing machine nor did he find anything wrong with PJ's eagerness in bed. The afternoon went by quickly after he had fucked her twice without a thought of protection. Peggy Jo just said sex was more exciting that way.Arnie, on the other hand, had a schedule. He and Tilly had a weekly arrangement on. We used to live together in an apartment and my dad being a businessman was mostly busy in his work and after every 2 – 3 days he used to go to Delhi for some business over there. Once my dad went to Mumbai for about 2 weeks as he wanted to settle his base of business there. So me and my mom were left all alone.One day when i returned after playing cricket with my friends i felt hungry so i went to kitchen to have something to eat but came back as i couldn’t decide what to eat i went to my. I wanted to. I was still too inhibibited to let him know that his wife was fast becoming a real slut.Meanwhile, I had unbuttoned his shirt and had it off of his shoulders. Naked, he hugged my body tightly to his. Holding me, then lifting me, he carried me into our bedroom. As he set me down on the floor to stand before him, he pulled my dress up and over my head, leaving me in bra and panties. I was so wet my panties had a huge spot almost dripping as I stood before my loving husband.He removed.