Nadia raised her legs further up, spreading them wider onto the bed, raising her pubes for the fellatio. Sanjay wet his middle finger in her choot jui...e and rubbed her outer labia and then dragged her juices to arse hole lubricating its small opening he slid his finger easing up to its second knuckle. Nadia, opened her eyes and looking down at Sanjay, swore, ‘You are a dirty bastard Sanjay, you want all the holes each time, you were sucking my pussy so well, why did you have to interrupt it. The table was still set for lunch, with an extra place for the departed guest in the Mustang. "So, why am I here? What was so urgent you called the number I gave you?"She crossed to the table and sat down, waving me to a chair. Normally the hug I gave her would constitute enough family closeness time, but something made me sit in the chair closest her facing the hall doorway. "Tell me about Afghanistan this time around," she started, eyes on the table, face courtroom blank.I sighed and tried to. It felt looser at the base. One of them was cutting it off of her ass! “No!” She hissed into her gag.“Shhh, Mom. Keep still or I’ll cut you.” To Joan, it sounded more like a threat than a warning.As the tight material split away, both boys could see the results of their swatting. Red marks crisscrossed their mother’s upper thighs. The wide but shallow welts ran up under her plain, white panty. Its cotton was thick enough to hide the bulk of their effort.Abruptly, the girdle’s last threads,. I never knew how to wear a saree, but how can I tell my Mom I was using her clothes to masturbate! I wore whatever way I could; the pletes were never taking shape. I just wore it on a petticoat and came out walking. She burst out laughing, “Could you you not learn to wear it properly all these days? How funny it looks, this is not the way Sunder,” she said. She checked out what I was wearing inside and laughed again saying, you are topless.How could I wear her blouse or the bra it was getting.