Itne mein meri biwi ne Shobha ko kaha ke uper ek shop mein kuch kapde dekhte hai.Shobha ne kaha, “Haan Di chalo. Fir wapas bhi jana hai, main bhi aj...zara thak gayi hun.” Aur meri taraf dekha aur fir apni Di ke sath chali gayi. Main bill de kar bahar aya. Main niche shops dekh raha tha. Ek shop mein display par ek sari lagi hui thi. Dummy ko dekh kar main Shobha ko imagine karne laga.Sari red color ki thi blouse ka gala kafi gehera tha. Ismein boobs ki line ke sath sath dono boobs bhi sides se. Mom too was a little bit nervous and shy. The room was total silence. Then mom asked him that would he like to have tea. Rafiq was still looking at mom’s boobs and he suddenly whispered “yes sure. I will have a cup of tea.” Mom went inside the kitchen and was preparing tea. Rafiq was full of sweat and breathing fast. I think he was still not out of the shock after watching my mom with red transparent saree and her boobs. Then after a while mom came from the kitchen with two cups on a tray. She. At least I thought it wasn't a big deal. Not 'til my then only friend tried to kill me and take it for his own. Betrayal, yup, that can be a real eye opener especially if you survive. I'm sorry to say that my friend didn't, so I was then wanted for questioning. Then suddenly I was wanted for murder, and then I was sentenced to death, on sight! I went home started to pack, was on my way out when grandfather's voice stopped me cold. "Where in the hell do you think you are going?" I heard his. So we switched to doggie where she got a severe pounding! I haven’t had thin hips like hers in well over 7 years so I took full advantage. I alternated between jamming my full manhood inside her forcefully to slow, long strokes… watching my head barely escape her lips before slowly sliding back in to full hilt. My cock glistened with her juices too! Eventually it was too much for me to take, when I knew I’d crossed my threshold of no return I latched onto her hips and fucked her without regard.