Please let me explain. I was married and about a year ago my husband came home and found me and our German Shepherd, Barnie, together. He called me a ...irty filthy whore. He packed his bags and left me that very day”. “Oh I am sorry” Cathy said. “Oh don’t be sorry love. Barnie was a better lover than my husband. Then about 6 months Barnie was hit by a car and he had to be put down. I was devastated. He was so kind and satisfied me like my useless husband never could”. Cathy sat listening. So I leaned in and started to suck his cock. I couldn't get to my own cock so I pulled my shorts down to get to my own cock.I looked over to her for approval and was surprised to see her hand down her shorts I wasn't the only one to notice that the guy on the table was watching her to.I had to keep readjusting my self to get to his cock.She said that looks uncomfortable maybe I should lay down on the bench.So that's what I did I layed flat on the picnic table bench so he could fuck my mouth. We started to see all the sites about movies, education etc. One day he told this site (www.indiansexstories2.net). We clicked one of the stories and started reading and this became my routine from then on. I used to read all the stories in all the categories including incest category in which there are stories about mom and aunties getting fucked by their sons and lots of other stories and suddenly I felt that Ratan talks lots about his mother. I noticed that he has started seeing his mother. ” I said.“Don’t be. I am what I am now because of my past, and I’m happy. I’d like to see if you can be happy too.” Jenni cocked her head, looking at me. “I think you really like your Rob,” she said, with a smile. “Like I said, I would have married Dave, or even just lived with him, even though he was forty years older than me. Your Rob is thirty-ish, I think. It’s not as though there’s an enormous gap.”“I don’t know...” I took a deep breath. “Besides, I’m not likely to see him again, am.