An Itsy Bitsy Favor
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Hi! Friends this is Kapil Lolani from Gorakhpur I am 21 years old & sindhi by caste and let me tell you that sindhi girls are the best and the sexiest ones and so my mom also was sindhi so its obvious that she was sexy now let me tell you about myself I am tall, handsome, good looking, with good body features now let of tell you about my family my family consists of my mom dad aahhh.. Keep all those things besides now come to the point let of tell you about my mother she is about in her 40s but it don’t seems as if ,I have already told you that she is also from a sindhi family . Her bombs (boobs) are 38d I think GOD also must have definitely fucked her when he made my mom Usha she is not fat neither she is slim I mean to say that she is perfectly build she wears both sari & salwar kameez but believe me she looks a atom bomb in sari because all her blouses are low cut and her milky white boobs are easily visible and if she bends then I cant explain what will happen to you if you get a chance to see, you will go mad. I always used to masturbate thinking of my mom; I used to fantasize about her. I know its wrong but what can I do if she looks so sexy that I am not able to control my self now come to the main point, I once got a golden chance to fuck my mom I think my self to be the luckiest male ever born the day was Tuesday oops I forgot to tell you my profession I am a wholesale shopkeeper in Sahabganj (a market of Gorakhpur) it is closed on Tuesdays so I was at my home there was on one at my home every one had gone somewhere my brothers to a movie, my father to his shop, my aunt to her friends place, uncle was in his room he was sick my mom told of that she is also going to her friends house and she will be back in 3-4 hours.
I was all alone in my room I was getting bored then suddenly I don’t know what strike to my mind I rushed to uncle’s room I thought to offer him for his medicines or give him something to eat as I reached to the gate of his room I heard some voices coming out from his room then something strike to my mind and I brought a chair on which I could climb and see through the ventilator of his room then I placed the chair near the ventilator quietly and the stood on it then I peeped inside the scene inside was unbelievable guess what I say my mom and my uncle ducking each other I was stunned then I continued to see they were in the doggy position ,mom was facing towards me it was really embarrassing to see my mom with man other than my dad but suddenly my evil mind started working and I did the master mind make-up to fuck my mom I saw them in the same position for near about half hour my mom was moaning badly as if she is enjoying to her fullest, they both were sweating in the month of January which is the coldest one. Then as soon as their fucking session was over, my mom laid down on the bed and my uncle over her they both were really very much tired.
After 2-3 mins They both started to smooch. Their smooch was very passionate it continued for about 5 mins. Then their love session was over I immediately ran to my bathroom and masturbated thinking of all what I saw loads of sperm came out, first time this much in quantity. Then after that day I started waiting for the right time to fuck my mom and the time came I day there was no one at home it was Monday I took leave from the shop reasoning that I have a headache . That day only I and my mom were at the home I made a plan I called my mom to massage my head she came and started to massage then I gathered courage and spoke out what all I saw that day I was showing as if I was very much angry, she confessed her mistake and started crying I held her hand and stopped her from weeping then I told her that I am going to tell it to the dad she started weeping more loudly I told her that I wont tell it to any one only if she does what ever I say she stopped weeping and asked of her task I told her that I want to dual her once . Earlier she said no but when I forced her she said yes she is ready then immediately I opened her blouse and then her bra and then I started sucking her nipples I was in the heaven she started moaning like amm… Ahhh them without wasting any time I took out all hers and mine clothes I kept on fucking her for next one hour after that we nearly daily had a fuck session and sometimes twice in a day later when we became frank she used to bring some of her friends to my place for me as the dolls for fucking later she told of that she worked as a prostitute in the locality for 5000 per night.
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Looking straight into his eyes Judy said to Steve, "Anyway," paused and then continued, "Yeah. I know that I am still very tight down there and that's only because my dad has a needle dick." Laughing a little she added, "It's not larger than the 12 year old boys peckers I've grabbed at and played with." Seeing the eyebrow go up again, Judy kept on talking without so much as a pause. "Don't look at me that way. No, I haven't fucked them. I've goosed lots them though as part of...
"Jeezz, I'm rattling on aren't I," and without a pause, Judy continued, "Anyway, back to Sam. Except for me popping her cherry and my fingers being inside of her as we played 'Lezzies', which I am sure neither of us are because we both drool and drip over boys." That last bit she giggled over and gave Steve a sly look at the slip. Then she continued. With a short laugh, "Yeah, I even have gotten my share of 'wet' watching you go Ga-Ga over me and the others in the pool just hoping...
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