Hahaha”She laughed and she suddenly said “to jaker lo uski……meri kyun le rahe ho…..”I said “tumhari abhi li kahan hai……ek bar mujhe ...ogi to bar bar dene ka man karega tumhara…..”She said “Acha ji…”I said “hanji…..tumhari jitni tareef karoon utni kam hai….”We were so much busy with this conversation that suddenly I noticed that my wife has come and asked us to have dinner. Me my wife and Sapna went to have dinner.Sapna looked at me and said to my wife “pata hai Aditya mujhse abhi kya baaten kar. I liked it...We went back into the living room, and laid down together on the blanket. I began telling him all about touching and kissing all parts of the body, erotic places on a woman, and how they helped make her hot. He was getting more excited by the minute. His cock was hard, and I took it in my hand, and slowly stroked it, I kept on talking to him about foreplay, and the facts of life..I was getting hot myself just talking about it....I told him all about the ways to lick a . .." played slowly across my thoughts. "My Mom uses a vibrator..." stuck in my head, replaying over and over for the next few minutes. A picture formed in my mind of my petite mother, splayed out on her bed with her hair tusseled and small bits of perspiration on her brow, reaching down between her legs and pushing her "toy" up inside of her. My cock instantly stood at attention, the full 7 inches of it pressing against my underwear almost as if it were wondering what was outside that was so. Every odd thrust I would make sure was good and hard to make sure she knew who was in control here now. I always thought my daughter and I had a special bond between us. It seems we have the same a****listic sexual desire inside. The need to dominate those we are with sexually, but to be honest I've grown tired of our vanilla way of life. I wanted more and now I wanted Mary to know exactly where she stood with me.Mary started to settle into our rhythm of fucking and licking as I started to pick.