Me sone ke liye ja raha tha ghar me koi nahi tha sivay badi mami kemere do mama mami ghumne gaye the aur bade mama to hafte me 1 bar ghar aate hai to ...o bhi tabhi nahi the rat ko jab me sone ja raha tha to badi mami bathroom se naha kar nikli vo bhi nighty pehan ke.uski body ka ek ek bhag dikh raha tha.aur vo sidhe mere room me aai fir mai khali khali sone ka natak kar raha tha par vo janti thi ki mai soya nahi tha fir usne muje uthaya aur boli “betho na thodi der bat karte hai” fir me betha. Slowly moved to below that so that he could start playing with my cunt hairs. Then inserted a finger in my cunt and started feeling my supple choot lips. I started burning with desires. I could not tolerate further and whispered in his ears, let’s go home I got up, adjusted my sari and came out of the cinema hall. Amit followed me as if hypnotized. In the taxi, I moved my hand on his bulge in pants and he was feeling my big thighs.Once we entered our home, I closed the door, hugged Amit very. A few blobs of spunk dribbled out, lubricating the passage. He shoved again and his mother pushed her ass back to meet him, squirming joyfully.His cockhead disappeared up her shit hole. Her tight ass ring collared his cockstalk, gripping him tightly. His prick stood out between them, spanning the gap. Jimmy held steady for a moment, feeling the way that her asshole was dragging on his cockmeat, pulling him deeper with no effort on his own part. His mother's shit tunnel seemed to be digesting. Having heard enough and him having said enough we both not liking one another but being civil shook hands and said good by, I walked out happy yet pissed off. I would rather have quit then gotten fired. Also rather have quit while having another job lined up. Getting back in my car kind of pissed off, I sat a moment. Thinking of many things I could do, including bombing the building and shooting up the place. Finally coming to terms with reality I said fuck it, started the car and drove off.I.