Meri saree ka blouse maine ek saal pehle ki silwaya tha, isliye thoda tight ho gaya tha.Main saree mein kaafi sexy lag rahi thi. Half sleeve waale blo...se mein se meri dono baaju upar tak dikh rahi thi. Blouse tight hone ki wajah se mere doodh se bhare hue stann, baahar aate hue lag rahe the. White colour mein meri cleavage kisi bhi mard ko behkaane ke liye kaafi thi.Meri sexy kamar aur moti gaand us white saree mein poore tight the aur dhaansu lag rahe the. Fir main aur Ghosh babu Raman ke ghar. She usually looks all household activity by morning and evening only but not in regular mode. My dad travels a lot for his business purpose but mom travels for household purpose only, as ours is a big family and relative were spread in wide distance.Due to family affairs atleast mom has to represent our family in all function and other family matters. Most trusted workers in our home were Manjhi chacha he is loyal of our grandmom and now my mom, he looks all agricultural field works and. I got down on my knees and started to flick her clit with my tongue, always keeping an eye on the window. I admit my goal was to give a good view but I was doing a number on her pussy as well and she was super wet. As she started to cum, I jumped up. With her foot still on the window sill, I entered her from behind and started fucking her. The sight of us in the window and her orgasm had me over the edge in about five strokes. I kept grinding my cock in her and we stayed in that position. The moment was a frightening mix of the known and the unknown. The room, the silk, and the racy repartee were his past. This lovely woman was possibly his future. Old feelings of guilt transformed into a sense of wonder that Sherry, a soloist for so many years, would perform this physical duet with him. His joke about rehabilitation struck closer to the truth than either would admit. Both of them needed a renewed sense of quid pro quo with the opposite sex, their mutual attraction strong enough.