Now I started to ram her pussy from behind in a standing position. I did it for 5-10 minutes, but her pussy was still dripping wet, and my dick was constantly slipping out. She stood facing me, held my hand, and took me to the drawing room. She asked me to sit on the couch, and she sat on my dick, facing me.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and held me tightly by my shoulders. Her bare boobs were crushing against my chest. She was kissing me all over while riding the cock. We had a fucking session in that position for at least half an hour.
Then after dinner, once again in the bedroom in the missionary position for another one and a half hours. As far as I remember, I fell asleep when she was beside me, hugging me and my cock still inside her pussy.
When I woke up, it was a bright sunny day outside. It was almost 9.30 in the morning. I was still naked. I wasn’t sure if Di had returned, so I called mom. Mom came inside. I was surprised to see that she was still completely naked. It seemed she had just had a bath. Her hair was wet, making her look even sexier.
As she came in, she shook her head, and water in her hair sprinkled on me. She took me to the bathroom and helped me to pee. After that, she held me by my erect dick and almost dragged me naked to the drawing room. She was roaming naked quite freely.
There was not even the slightest inhibition in her actions. As we entered the drawing room, I was surprised to see Di was there, and she was already completely naked. I stared at her from top to bottom. Her figure has become more voluptuous since I saw her naked a few years ago.
Her boobs were, in fact, bigger than that of Mom. But her nipples were much smaller than mom’s. She, too, had a clean-shaven pussy. Then Di stared at my big erect dick.
Di: No wonder this bitch has gone so crazy for this dick. She made me spend one full day and night outside.
I was a little baffled at what she said and surprised to hear the word Bitch for mom. But then my eyes caught hold of two tattoos she had. One was near her crotch. It looked like a lesbian symbol where two female symbols are entangled.
The other one on her chest near her heart was a heart-shaped tattoo with a name written on that heart, HeenAru. Her gesture touched me. I just went near her, bent a little, and kissed right on that tattoo.
Me: I love you, Di.
And gave a big kiss right on her lips.
Di: Love you too.
She, too, kissed me back.
Mom: Hey, why are you keeping me out?
Mom came near us, took us in her arms, and kissed us one by one.
Di: Love you, mom.
Mom and di started kissing each other. They were passionately kissing each other like lovers. While kissing, both ladies were fondling each other’s boobs freely. Then Mom rolled her fingers over her pussy, and Di spread her legs a little. Soon Mom’s middle finger disappeared deep into Di’s cunt.
Di was moaning softly. Mom started to finger fuck her more rigorously, and Di was moaning a little more loudly now. She held my mom’s head and started kissing her wildly. Then she made mom sit on the couch, spread her legs, put her head between her thighs, and started licking her pussy.