Raju is 21 year old boy. He live with her mom and have his eyes on his own mom. From many days Raju is trying to seduce and trap her mom to submit to ...im. Whenever he get chance Raju tried to put Anju in humiliting situations like creating situation like that Anju has to came out and exhibit her sexy body infront of other, making her to wash his cum soaked underwears, making her to watch movie with dirty sex scene, taking her in a crowded bus, asking her to clean his dirty room, putting dirty. It was Friday: she and her Grant had an off day, a once a month thing.Twice a month the three musketeers met and drank too much beer. She did not begrudge him that, and he appreciated her forbearance enormously.She made the call. The other man answered.“Yes, we need to talk. I have the car. Your house in fifteen,” she said.“Okay, good,” he said.She sat across from him looking down.“Okay, okay,” he said. “You’re sure.”“Yes, I’m two months along, maybe three, but most likely two. He’s been too. He’s between my legs now, his hard dick brushing my stomach as we kiss. He doesn’t push inside me like I expect, another one of his attempts at teasing me and building my anticipation. I feel him pull back and press the tip against me, only to withdraw each time. My hips are lured up by him, ready and waiting to feel it. He moves forward again, this time letting his manhood claim me.The slow start leads into a deep, carnal fucking. His eyes never leave mine as he plants his cock in my slit over. I wipe off my dark red, and apply the green, not punk, not weird...it just looks...different. I return to the table."Damn, you weren't kidding! That looks so cool." Really? Does it really? I don't want you to think I'm some idiot." If I thought you were an idiot, I wouldn't have asked you out. I think you're pretty intelligent. I think you're pretty pretty." he quips and I giggle at his joke."Do you really, Walter?" Yep" he says.After dinner, we go to a club I'd never heard of, and it's a.