Hefinally broke his reverie that he had staring at my boobs, brushingaside my hair and bringing his lips to my neck.All I could do is moan in complete...pressure. My fears were completelywashed away by my husband's gaze and actions. I needn't have worried.I had the womanly curves he desired for our wedding night.My husband soon moved his mouth down to my breasts, his hands cuppingthem while he sucked on my nipples. My legs began to feel like jellyand the dampness in my panties exponentially. Our conversation had made us both horny and as we snogged passionately I removed her cardigan and unclipped her bra so I could suck on her nipples with their big aureole which gets her hot and juices flowing. By the time she was down to just her stockings and suspenders her panties were soaking wet and her cunt tasted strongly of musk and purely delicious as I worked my oral magic on her fleshy petals. My wife loves being eaten almost as much as sucking and getting fucked, but soon was moving. I stood back behind the living room door and remained quite as I watched my buddy take a seat next to mom. He put one arm around her shoulders and the other on her thighs. He wasted no time grinding his hand into the thin fabric of her bikini bottom. My mother squirmed and mumbled something about wanting him to stop but he kept right on going. Her feeble resistance made her like a willing participant. "Cman" unhooked her top and let her tits drop.God they were awesome. I wanted so badly to go. ” Little did Mandy know what would be in store for her that night. She got in the shower, I watched as she washed her hair and her body. She shaved everything because she wanted to wear that skirt she just bought. I love it when she is all smooth. It worked out perfectly because she was all ready for us later on. After she got out of the shower she got dressed and put on her make up and did her hair. “You look sexy!” “Just going to have drinks with Jen, maybe some dancing, the come home, just.