With the kids surely tucked away in bed sound asleep, Mother had gone back to the sitting room to clear up the mess they had left behind while waiting patiently on Father coming home. Her thoughts of Father were of the naughty variety; she started to feel aroused thinking of him. After the mess was cleared away, Father walked in from work, he noticed the silence within the house. Mother went into the kitchen when he arrived home to make him a cup of coffee to warm him up after being out in the cold. Father followed closely behind her. Standing at her back, he could etlik escort smell her. As he took in the supper she’d prepared, and the lotion she applied to his favourite parts. Father leaned in, moving her hair aside and letting her know his appreciation with a warm kiss on her shoulder. Closing her eyes, Mother leaned her head waiting for him to press his lips against her soft skin and beckoning another kiss. As he kissed her neck Father’s hands roamed down her waist, slipping in-between the clothing and her skin, moving towards the front keçiören escort down to her trimmed pussy. His finger gliding in-between the lips below, he began rubbing on her clit that brought her sensations of pleasure. Moving his lips up on her neck, he nibbled on her lobe as he whispered, she felt his hot breath wave against her ear, Father thought of times without distraction. A time when their love had no measure or degree . As he came up from his kisses, he asked, “Are the kids sleeping soundly?” She nodded as he continued kızılay escort playing with her clitoris in a slow circular motion. “Good,” he said. “Been day dreaming of you all-day, wanting to fuck you.” Mother turned round to face him, upon looking, she moved in to kiss his lips and their mouths opened as tongues wriggled around one another. Mother moved her hands down to his crotch, she could feel the bulge in his pants wanting to be freed. Placing her fore finger and thumb on his zip she let it slide down then undoing his button, she moved her hand inside, feeling his cock wanting her, she pulled his trousers down the legs along with hers. Father hoisted her up on the bunker, standing between her legs, he inserted one finger inside Mother’s moist hole. Mother moaned softly as his digit slid into the back of her wall, pushing firmly in.