Jugnulooked deep into his mother’s eyes and said, “Ma, Iwish you were my wife”. Daya’s heart almost stoppedbeating. This would...be her ultimate happiness – beingwife to her own dear son. She hugged her son tight andshowered kisses on his lips and cheeks and said,“Jugnu, my darling, I would be most happy to be yourwife. I love you so much.”. “Then, you get a divorcefrom father and I will get divorce from Mala and then I will marry you,Ma”,. Ahh - my thoughtfulness. I lubed it liberally. I hadn't touched you sexually at all and you had been bound there for over three hours, but still your hard-on speared up, and you lifted your groin as much as you could to help me access your nether hole. I was not gentle, but neither was I rough. I inserted it firmly and steadily until your hole swallowed its icy guest the same way the tape was swallowing your moans. The burn didn't stop now; it carried on and on and on as the cold penetrated. As she slid her legs out I stopped her and pulled her skirt up to her waist so that I could get a good look at the sexy white lace g-string that I had bought for her online last year for her birthday. Kim slapped my hands away with a smile and slid her sexy ass out of the truck. Pushing her way past me, she flipped up the back of her skirt so that I could catch a glimpse of her almost naked rump. My cock grew another inch just at the sight of her being so brazen in public. On our walk across. She guided my cock into her cunt. Alice lowered her pussy to my face and I put her earlier lessons to work.Aunt Marti started fuck her self up and down my shaft slowly. The sensations of being fucked while I ate a woman's pussy soon had my senses in overload. If I paid attention to the pleasure of being fucked I soon forgot to eat Alice's pussy. If I paid attention to Alice's pussy I couldn't enjoy Aunt Marti's fucking me.After a while it became apparent that I needed to put my attention into.