We had been engaged for months. As the time passed, Sarah convinced her parents of my good intentions and my love for her, and they had started to grow fond of me. She never told them of our dirty fantasies or they may have changed their minds. Or so I thought...
She asked me to visit her at her mother's house before the wedding and I agreed to fly over. Her father offered to visit, even though her mother was on bad terms with him. She agreed.
Sarah was aware I was lusting for her mother. As I looked her up and down I noticed Sarah watching me. With a sad but turned on look. I noticed her biting her lip when I did it. Her mother wasn't trying to tease me. She would just walk out of the shower to change in her room and sometimes expose her tits or her ass drying off on the way. Or lay in her bed with her bra half way on as we told her goodnight.
She seemed to clean a lot with a baggy shirt that exposed her tits to me. Or would lean over in front of me to wipe a spot in the kitchen where Sarah had dropped a piece of food or spilled a drink. I hoped they were both doing it on purpose. I would often taunt her with how I wanted her mother to suck my cock.
Her father was supposed to be there that day and her mother wanted to pick something up from the market for dinner. I asked her why she bothered so much. She said she wanted him to know what he missed all these years. She was dressed very sexy. She left for a while and I was turned on looking at her all day. I told Sarah I wanted her to suck my cock while her mother was gone and let me pretend it was her. She was on her knees with her tits out, and we were in the kitchen. I was holding her hair as she looked at me and made long strokes to take it all in her throat as her eyes watered and her makeup ran.