My wife was more interested in parties, visits to pub's and getting drunk. Thereby making a fool of herself and drawing lewd remarks and gestures, by ...orny male vultures, who you will find in any of these establishments, waiting to pounce on any vulnerable female.This was occurring too often, when I was away on my job. I was getting more and more feedback over Ann that's my wife and the antics she was getting up to. When I approached her over it, I was told politely to fuck off.I had had enough. He had placed his arm around her and given her a light kiss on the top side of her head, much like he had done several times in the past. This time, however, she turned to him and placed a kiss on his lips with hers. She felt a need that evening. A need to be loved. A need to be wanted. A need to love like she had never loved before. This led to an exchange of several kisses and their bodies pressing into one another. He sat their fully clothed and she sat there in her bra, a tee shirt that. "Can I've some more tea mom?" I passed my empty cup to her. She nervously reached out and picked up the kettle, then leaned forward and began to pour tea in my cup. My eyes were immediately drawn to her tits that were suddenly almost jumped out of its confine. Her deep valley was exposed to my horny gaze. Her tits looked magnificent."God... !" My left hand immediately reached to my crotch. I squeezed my cock.I looked straight into my mother's eyes. She didn't divert her gaze this time. We. “Dam you smell so sweet; sweeter and sweeter every time I come to you.” He continued on up my body rubbing his wet tongue along my firm stomach. Supporting his body up with his arms he instinctively grabbed at my excreting nipples took them one at a time into his eagerly hungry mouth. “Fuck man, get your ass up here brother don’t stop the train now!” As I commanded him, he came up and shoved his tongue forcefully deep into my mouth pushed me down on the blanket.My arms went around him pushing.