I could feel each beat of my heart, theblood forcing itself through my cock. I was just about to pull away whenmother, ever so gently, ground her puss... against my dick. What a marveloussensation that was!She, too , must have felt it, because a low moan tore from her throat. Shelooked up at me, her eyes bright with tears.“Please,Rahul” she said, “don’t ever leave me.”“Never, mother,” I said.She mashed her lips on mine. Her tongue thrust into my mouth, teasing and entwining with my own tongue,. My baby loves to eat pussy, and soon became obvious that his wife did too. They knelt in front of each other and wrapping up in each others arms, engaged in some very long, passionate kissing. I get really turned on watching my baby kissing another woman, and judging form his actions, so did he. They continued kissing while now slowly lowering themselves to the floor. Lying down, facing each other, their legs parted enough to allow each to feel the other up. My baby was of course the first to. He made sure the curtains around the house were pulled shut. He didn’t want people seeing him just yet, he wasn’t that comfortable. He had to get used to it himself before he let other people get used to it and see him. He then walked around the house in his lingerie and heels, liking the sexy click, clack sound of the shoes on the wood floors in the hallway and living room. The front door was locked and the phone was off the hook, which meant he had some time on his hands and that no one would. Maybe he wouldhave another outfit later. His stepsister was getting older andstarting to wear shoes with high heels on them. He wondered what thatmight be like.He raised up on his toes and tried to envision what changes were beingmade to his legs. He turned a bit trying to see when he lost hisbalance and fell toward the mirror.The sound of breaking glass flashed through his mind as his body gotcloser to the mirror, he reached to try and get his hand on the frame,but it felt like it would not.