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One of my greatest kinks is sexy underwear. I could feel my dick starting to swell again. indian I asked mom if she wanted to shoot a few guns today at some targets I have on the backside of the house. She thought about it for a moment then agreed that would be fun. As I walked away from the kitchen I read mom’s text from earlier. It said “I understand you Bhabhi like to bring girls over. Please don’t stop. I don’t want to be a cock block. But I still want to suck you awake for my breakfast if they don’t stay. If your dick tastes like some skanks pussy I will get over it for my tasty treat.” That was enough to get me fully hard. I walked into my office and removed my pants. I sat in my chair with my hard dick in hand and slowly pumped it. I needed desi to cum again. I got a wicked idea and snapped a pick of me stroking my dick and sent it to mom. I sent it with the caption “I’m sorry about breakfast. But I have brunch for you in the office. Your sexy little thong got my attention.” I only stroked for about 10 more seconds before I heard mom running down the hall. She turned into the office and stared at my cock like a starving lion. She stepped up to me, reached into her waistband and pulled the red thong high and tight before kneeling in front of her addiction. She closed her eyes and sensually slobbered and licked all over my cock while working my balls with her hand. After minutes of softly and gently sucking and licking she held up her phone to my chest. She posed with my cock tip in her mouth and took a selfie of herself. Mms She was barely sucking at my tip as she texted Scandal and sent a message. She looked at me and winked. She smiled when my phone chirped and smiled. I opened the picture she just took and I read the caption “Anytime I ‘get your attention’ im willing to do this. I really love your cock baby.” As I looked back at her she completely throated my cock. Show off how big you are. "Hey kid, you've been a pretty good Bhabhi sissy," I started, "I think I might let you get some release now." "I don't need something quick, I need an all night Fling," I say reading her. “Yes, it was,” I said, throwing my arms around her. We should be ok talking in front of him..." With all of the furor over the tornado, its damage, red haired Amber’s death and the repairs of the house, another issue came forth. It was getting close to noon indian so I headed toward my house for lunch. He knew I wore traditional cloths Mms when hubby was at home. Grace just smiled. She worked some during the day but not every day. This wasn’t out of desi lust, it was definitely something else, something sweeter. Was "slightly" Scandal enough to make her masturbate thinking about him? I knew I wouldn't last much longer so I started fucking her harder. She screamed and groaned to her husband’s steady thrusts. She would be waking up in a minute.