Mummy didi ke ek bete ko lekar chali gayi aur dusra TV main busy ho gaya mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main directly kaise unse sex ki baat karun m...in bed pe leta tha tabhi unhone mujhe bola ki main tumhara sir daba deti hun aur mathe pe tel bhi laga dungi jab main unke pas gaya to unhone mujhe unki god main let jane ko kaha main thoda sharmaya par unke wapas Bolne par main let gaya uske bad unhone mera sir dabana shuru kar diya sir dabate hue wo apne boobs ko bar bar mere face se touch kar. She said that she also wanted that from long time but never got the chance.I looked into her eyes with a smile on my face, moved close to her, kissed her cheek and then placed my lips on her lips. She quivered a bit. She closed her eyes. I put my hands on her neck and caressed a bit to make her comfortable. We were kissing gently sucking each other’s lips. God, she is a good kisser. Slowly, intensity of our kiss began to increase. Our tongues were wrestling. We were exchanging saliva, the love. The band have provided a DJ, and she's terrific, and as the Prosecco flows and spirits rise, the party is well underway by the time Gastone arrives.Gastone is an impressive looking man. I'm guessing late fifties, tall (for an Italian) and classically handsome. The kind of man you have seen many times on TV, in movies, that maverick cop perhaps, and he wears a moustache that looks like it belongs to him if you know what I mean.I hang back as the family greetings progress. Then Giulia comes to. Mary said we should invite some friends over which we did. During the dinner conversation the word dogging came up twice, as these were the friends we dogged with, we downplayed it and thought that Mary did not catch it. After the company left we all went to bed. Next morning at breakfast Mary asked Loni what dogging was. Loni tried to explain it as best she could and make it not sound slutty, after all it was her mom. Mary said it sounded very interesting and said we should all go tonight so.