Mom spun around and took him back in her mouth. She sucked him for a few seconds then turned to me. She saw that I had my hand between my legs. She...smiled and said, "See how it's done? Come over and give his cock a little kiss." When I hesitated, she got off the bed and took my hand and pulled me over to him. She pushed my head down toward his crotch. "Kiss it." I gave it a little smack on the end. I saw it twitch. Mom reached between her legs and scooped up some of his stuff. She. She smiled as my lips moved across her cheek, stopping at her mouth, then moving to the other cheek, back to her mouth, down to her chin, then to her lips again until her face was clean.We looked back at Peter and Amber. He had continued his slow movement, entering her a bit further each time. Both father and daughter were moaning softly as Daddy continued his very slow movements. I could tell that Peter was nearing full penetration of Amber's pussy. He grasped her hips and pulled her fully. )I was very popular with my friends but the main reason they were always round at our house was mum and the clothes she wore, (or should I say, the lack of them?)She was a very petite woman, standing only five foot nothing in her stockings and yes she actually wore stockings a lot. but her figure was absolutely perfect and she adored showing it off in short skirts, or long clingy dresses and when she wore tight jeans or shorts, I'd have voted her bottom, the sexiest I'd ever seen.I remember. She never hesitated to let me fuck her. This was only to make sure that I don’t feel suspicious.All these thoughts clouded my mind until lunch break. I looked up Abhay on social media. It took some digging but I found pictures of Abhay with Disha posted on accounts of their mutual friends. Despite being group photos they seemed quite intimate with each other.I couldn’t help but imagine my wife fucking her boyfriend even then while I sat alone in the office thinking about them. All of a sudden I.