So he scooted down from the couch and sat Indian style beside it, which allowed the couch to obstruct Devons view of what he was doing. From there, Br...an could see clearly into the bedroom. He pulled his hard penis from his shorts and started rubbing it up and down as he watched his mother and the strange man love on his sister. He was leaning back into the couch, shaking slightly from the stimulation, seeing the pink of his mothers tongue extending from her red lips and settling upon the even. Main ab partner se dhakka marne ko bola, uske do teen dhakkon mein uskaLund easily poora under chala gaya, voh mere ooper baitha hua tha islye usko apna Lund meri gaand mein jata hua dekhraha tha, maine poochha kya hua tum do teen dhakke hi maar ho, to voh bola, “ab aor dhakk on mein hi tumhari gaand mera poora Lund under lee to phir aor dhakke kyon maroon, khali mere Lund ka end baher nazer araha hai”. Ab main usko apne ooper late jaane ko bola, jab voh poori terha mere ooper aagya to main. Mother was standing behind her and Sunila with her hand up was assisting her in rubbing her scalp. Sarat could see his sister’s breasts in all their splendour, and below her navel glistened with a bubble of soap on it. Sunila’s thighs now separated slowly till it shaped to a wide V revealing the deeply convex closely trimmed mound, and below that those lovely fleshy outer lips held apart by her posture, and those delicate inner leaves leading up to the prominent clitoral hood, all clearly. Main apni mom ko leke kafi possessive type ka ban gya,jab bhi weh paraye admiyon se baatain karti mujhe bura lagta.main apni mom ko wife jaisa samajhne laga.Ek din unhone pitaji ke purva mitra se kafi muskaratain hui batain ki.Raat ko khana khate waqt mera muh bana hua tha.Meri mom ne pucha bhi”Kya baat hai aaj tum bade udas lag rahae ho”maine jawab diya “haan hun to tumko kya”Meri mom ko mera ye answer ras na aya”maine sirf pucha hi to hai nahin batana to mat bataon”.Khane ke bad main apne.