I push the door open slightly. And put one eye between the gap.WHAT THE FUCK!What is happening?Jiju? And… mom?They are..? They are fucking!My heart ...aced. I was excited yet in a state of dilemma. My mind was BLANK.Amit, my jiju was a 30-year-old guy, with a dick of 6.5″, fucking my mom, Archana, of 40 years, who is super sexy and hot with a dashing figure of (36-32-36)I watched my mom on the bed fucked by my jiju after his wife passed away just recently. She was in a doggy position, and jiju. I also reciprocated and drew closer to her.Now we were looking at each other eyes and suddenly I grew a lot closer to her and gave her a small kiss on her lips. Her face was red and I thought, she was going to slap me. But nothing happened.I grew bolder and with shivering hands untied her hair, removed her sari a little bit and kissed her boobs, deeply. She had not removed her blouse again I planted a kiss on her neck and heard a bit of moan from her.Now was the chance, I thought. I made her. She loves to fuck. See how she's digging it?" She licked his ear, sucking a little. She had learned what she had to do to get him to go along with her desires. "Let's make a tape of all of us doing it, okay?"He had noticed Billy's attention to Tammy even though he was with Mim. In spite of the fact that he thought he loved Tammy, he had felt a surge of excitement at the fleshy little auburn haired girl looking so wild under Billy. Above everything else, he wanted to please his blonde. The group was hungry and ragged but they still managed to take refuge in a copse of trees. Morane had yelled that the group wasn’t under arrest and they were free to go wherever they wanted – but that they could no longer claim the title of Priests of the Most Holy Serrat. As High Bishop, he had excommunicated all the priests appointed under Drell. Those that wished to continue Serrat’s work must apply for reinstatement – and prove to Morane that they understood the true tenets of their.