We went and sat in the drawing room. After a few minutes she came back and sat opposite to us. I was looking at her interestingly. She was looking so ...exy that I wanted to have sex with her.Shobha: Raghu I don’t you to go out for these two months. I don’t want you to be mad. Tell me what do you want?Son: Mom… I told you I love you….Shobha: You love me means, what you want…..I love you too as a son…what more do you want?Son: I want you to be normal mom.Shobha: I am normal son. It is you who is. ..” she stammered. “What do I tell him?” “Tell him whatever you want, you fucking whore!” I screamed. “Just go!” Tears in her eyes, Karmen struggled to cover her nakedness in her torn dress and fled the room, heels clutched in one hand, her bra and panties in the other. I curled up in a ball, hugging myself as the tears sobbed out of me. Oh, why did this happen? How? I stared at my engagement ring. The black diamond glinted in the light, a brilliant fire contained in its smokey depths. We were. And I growled at him bucking my hips hard against his penetrating blows…My lips pressed against his and in that moment I knew he had lost control. Roles had been reversed and his body shuddered in my grasp. I gripped him tightly as I felt his warm sperm spurting inside my horny body so deliciously naughty. His moans of pleasure matched his finishing thrusts and he soon let his body collapse upon mine. I pushed into him, slowly stroking his still hard dick inside of my now welcoming river of. The next thing I knew I was cumming again. Then he ran his tongue around my clit and rolled it until I came again. I was just resting my cheek on Adams cock so I could properly enjoy my husband's attentive oral skills until he started to fuck me from behind. I brought my legs together to tighten the fit and David fucked me on an angle that allowed him to slam against my G-spot on the topside of my vagina. No sense in expecting the same kind of fucking as I got from Adam but after years of.