Maine cupboard khola usme muje ohi nighty najar ayee jo do sal pahele bhabhi ne muje jab apna doodh pilaya tha tab pehani huwi thi. O nighty bahot hi ...ada thin thi aur short bhi thi. Aur abb bhabhi ki chunchiya tabke mukabale aur jada badi ho gayee thi so unhone nighty dekh ke kaha, “Are Raj, yeh kya le ayee, ye to purani nighty hai, yeh to muje abb sai tarha se hogi bhi nahi.” To maine kaha, “Are bhabhi, purani huwi to kya huwa, app to waisi ki waisi hai, aur bhala abb to app ki highty bad. She could start getting dirty at times telling me how hot and wet she was and how her pussy was aching to have my pole inside her. After one year i came for vacation and we met and started off on a high note. i could go to her place and i could not help to see her tight ass and the the thought of drilling her with my pole could preoccupy my thoughts until i became hard on.One day she asked me whether i fucked girls in Europe and i said no "I want to burry my virginity in my motherland" i. He was shocked and said: What! I will not be comfortable, nor will your mom.Then I said: Just do what I say. I have given you this chance.He said: Ok.And then he quickly ran inside.Mom whispered: Close the door, Ali.He pretended to close it but left it a bit open.Then he said: Oh aunty, you have such massive boobs and such a tight body.He lifted mom and started kissing her on the lips and she too was enjoying the lip lock.Mom whispered: You young boys are so horny, I must say.He was kissing mom. "Damn it where's me breeches," I cursed as my night shirt descended to drape itself around the root of my prong leaving him straining still."Marigold, stop staring," Lord Garth councelled, "Wife come away!" he repeated."Mummy did he do it?" a fresh voice asked.I looked an another maid had appeared, dressed in a simple white shift, her face like the mother perhaps yet twenty years her junior, blue eyed and blonde of hair, svelte where the sister was porcine, well proportioned where the sister.