Par woh mujhe mana karti thi.Hum roj fantasize karte aur woh bhi maze leti. Par kabhi real sex karne ki ijajat nahi deti. Meri aur meri saali ki whats...pp par roj baat hoti thi. Usko bhi maine bataya ki main uske saath sex karna chahta hu par uski marji ho to hi. Par woh roj mana karti. Main usko mana mana ke thak gaya tha.Main aur meri biwi roj baat karte ek dusre se par meri biwi bhi nahi maan rahi thi. Par sex mere dimaag mein chad gaya tha. Main kisi bhi haalat mein uske saath sex karna. .well I guess more firm than that. She said "Pinch the nipple. You can squeeze it a bit. It feels good."She took my hand and pulled it down to her crotch. I felt her pussy through her panties. It was warm and moist. She said "Smell your finger." I did. "Do you like that?" "Yes." I was rock hard by this point and my cock was poking through my boxers.She touched my cock and said "I want you to take my panties off." By this time I would've done anything she asked me to do. She had me under her. " Hmmm. Has she ever said that?"I suddenly felt the need to stare at the print in my skirt."No." Does she ever talk to you about sex?" We talk about guys." I don't mean checking guys out on the street. I mean, does sheever talk to you about yourself as a sexual being?" Do you talk to your friends that way? I mean, do other peoplewho aren't shrinks talk about themselves as 'sexual beings?'" Isaid sarcastically. "Come on."She didn't respond. Instead, she asked, "have you ever talkedabout her. Once again, she pulled my hands up and pressed them on her melons. She said, ‘darling, squeeze them, squeeze them hard’. I obliged her. Slowly she took me face in her hands and pushed her nipple inside my hungry mouth. I started sucking her nipple hard and squeezed the other with my fingers. After a while, mom pushed down her panty. She was naked now. She rested my hand on her pussy. Oh! It was cleanly shaved. I started rubbing her pussy while sucking her nipples, one by one. Mom was getting.