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Deen heard the bathroom door opening and rushed out of the room, clutching his erection, leaving deepthroat his father to confront his lusty mother, who he felt had given in to her horny impulses a wee bit. Manya lay flat on the bed, with her saree top thrown aside, her expansive midriff and belly spread out to any body’s gaze. Deen came out of the bath, fully dressed and was stunned to see his half naked wife, wantonly spread out, wet and tired on the bed. He took one look at her lush frame and cursed. “Why the hell did you have to open the door”? “Have you gone mad”? “Or are you dumb”? “I’ll teach those guys a lesson for breaking into my house”, he ranted. Manya, whose hands were almost about to move towards her pussy, got back to her senses on hearing her husband’s screams. “It’s all right. They are just boys and it’s Holi. We have to be a part of Brutal the neighbourhood at least on festive occasions. Leave it”, she reasoned. Desh was pacified when he heard his wife’s calm voice and he bent down, gave her a quick kiss on her throbbing lips and left for the door, uttering a loud good bye. He would not be back until late evening. The Bondage main door clicked shut and almost as if a signal had been given, Manya’s hand went slowly to her crotch. It was spontaneous, built on years of experiences. A slow caress began and she glowingly recollected the morning’s adventure, dwelling a few moments longer on Salman’s vigorous thrusts bigtits on her saree covered ass. Her fingers probed deeper into her pussy through her thin saree and petticoat as she remembered his fleeting kisses on her neck, cheeks, earlobes and finally her lips. The finesse with which her sexy body was manhandled by four studs, without the slightest room for complaint left her astounded and deep within she praised them and thanked them. Praise for their initiative and thanks for choosing and appreciating her body of all the women in the area. Deen entered the bedroom after his father’s departure more to check on his Mom’s condition. He needed no further proof of her well being the moment he saw her lying on the bed, eyes closed and fingering her pussy through her saree. He heaved a sigh of relief and slowly brought her out of her dream. “Mom would you like to have a bath”? he asked her, more in a whisper, close to her ear. The pussy caressing mother slowly opened her eyes and told fetish her son that it may be better to wait until noon till the entire neighbourhood is through with celebrating Holi so that she need not take repeated baths. As she spoke she slowly withdrew her hand from the mound she was caressing with much care. Deen left her on the bed and noted the time. It was just half past nine and the festival was still young. However he headed towards his room for a bit of reading, thinking that his Mom needed a rest. Manya rested but only for a few minutes. She realized BDSM that there was some washing of clothes to be done and slowly raised herself out of the bed, her saree still off her shoulders. It remained off her shoulders when Manya picked up all the clothes from the bathroom and shoved them into the washing machine. As I walked back to Paula, I asked, “How do you like to be fucked? Opening another drawer, she looked down sadly at all of BDSM her plain, cotton panties. Missing its target in deepthroat his haste, his cock slid beneath her in their combined juices, and came to rest hard against her stomach. He wouldn't listen to me. Why? Maybe enough for a bottle of good wine, or two. Pleeeeease? Bren spoke up, "We need to put our heads together and find a place to go naked outside without getting arrested or raped." “That is nice. “Never say never, Ranger. Jaya and Rekha had a lot to discuss between the two of them. If it's a son, I get to fuck your ass! My mum disappeared briefly and came back with a beer, ‘here thought you might like a drink with the game’ she said “Now,” he said still in a soft voice, clearly trying to remind me that to much noise would cause problems if my daughter woke up, “Open your mouth.” In fact, he thought smugly, he felt like Brutal going to the gym. He finally saw me with my bare ass shamefully displayed in the air and all he could do was smile approvingly. I guess the reason we are here is to see how I will handle it and if I can even do it..” Evan almost reminded her that sound carried over water but he was enjoying her so much he dropped it. “Paul? There were two holes ready for her, as she undressed I explained she would be concreted to her knees meaning she could be fucked standing or laying down either way she was in position to entertain. I didn't want anyone bigtits to think we were in here. I then asked her about squirting. how do you like it Cory?" she said putting her shirt top on the floor and placing her fetish hands on her hips while straightening her back and thrusting out her developing chest. “You really did that?!” Stephanie asked, looking at Zane. Dawn quickly pounced on Hanks deflated cock and licked and sucked him clean. I get sick and I might as well Bondage kiss my ass good bye. My cock throbbed hard in my trousers as I followed after her, passing through the soft curtains of fronts to find Siona lounging on a bed of flowers petals, her body shuddering. As Keegan began to try to expose Megan’s breast by unbuttoning her marching band outfit, Ann was wasting no time going after Keegan’s hot developed teen boy body. Oh yes am going Cum hard in your ass; Mike If you want to fuck me again like that.” My! Her fuck hole is sore to, but she has fewer problems taking the knots there. between my lips. All in all, she was proud of her performance as a ringside free-use fuckslut. This was going much faster than Aimee could handle. The four of us hit it off so well and had so much fun.