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HI friends this Kumar. This my first story. Now I am only 18. My mom was very sexy. Every day she used to talk my aunty staying in the ground floor. My aunty is pregnant. One day my aunty called me to the water bucket and keeps it inside the house. I said ok aunty I come in 2 minutes. She said ok Kumar. Now the day has changed for me. I went down stairs to help my aunty. The door was locked with the lack. I called aunty. She said “yes Kumar I am coming”. That time the windows were closed. I thought because of breeze… She came and opened the door. Take the buckets and keep there she said… She told me to wraith for some time. I thought she will give some other work because she was pregnant. She told me to close the door and it was breeze. I also closed the door. She came near me ands suddenly she kissed me. I replied “aunty whets this”. She said nothing and she told to obey my orders as she was pregnant. I also said ok aunty.
Then she opened my t-shirt and licked my chest nipples. Then she went down and opened my pant and sucked my pennies with my underwear. She took out my pennies and she kept on sucking on and on for 15 minutes… Then she asked whether you are bored. I reply” yes aunty” then she told to open my blouse and suck my nipples. I sucked her nipples for 10 minutes. When I sucked her nipples milk came and filled my mouth. Then I opened panties and sucked her nipples by this time my mother was seeing me what I am doing in the aunt’s house with a small hole in the glass window. She called me Kumar. I replied she mom with additional hahahaha. What’s happening there? I replied nothing. Then went up stairs. My mom was waiting in the hall. I went to the room to change my dress as my cum has spoiled my dress. Suddenly my watched the cum laying on my clothes… She entered my room as I didn’t close my door.
She saw my erect cock. She was looking at my cock. Then she closed the door suddenly and kissed my cock. She took my cook with her hands and sucked for 25 min. The cum was coming from my penis and filled my mothers mouth. Then I was laid on the chair with my legs opened. She (my mom) took of her sarres and blouses and the bra and came sat on me. To told to suck my nipples. I told mother I will not do that. She told me to do that and she pressed against her boob. Her boob’s size was 39. I sucked her nipples. Then she told to suck her pussy. It was toooo hoot. I sucked her pussy and tasted her fluid. Then she told to take my cock and take into the pussy. Then I took my cock and I pumped for 30 min. There was a great sound hahahah fuck fuck me ha. Ahhhhhhh ohoh ouch it’s paining my son. That was great incident to me I had ever with my aunty and my mom. See u later guys with another story.
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