Of course, if they gave their wives the attention that they put into fantasy, they wouldn't need to be sneaking around, paying me. But that wasn't my ...roblem.I just wanted to do them, get paid, and get their asses on their way home..." These guys, now this is about twenty years ago, Syl, 1945, half the women in the world were either whoring or giving it away or trying to find a place where they wouldn't be killed....and little 22 years old me was hookin' and fuckin' and giving all my money to. Then, I want to have sex with my mother and my sister in the same bed. Oh, yeah. Feeling a bit like Malcolm McDowell playing Alex in Stanley Kubrick's Clockwork Orange, that's what I'm up to and what I'm all about having sex with my mother and sister.Reluctantly, I looked away from the her neckline and from her cleavage to look in my Mom's eyes. I didn't care if she caught me looking at her tits. I'm always staring at my mother's tits and she's always catching me looking. I think she enjoys. She had been to attend her Husband’s younger sister’s marriage in their native village along with family. Their native was in Chittoor district and I can’t disclose the village name for personal purposes. Her Father-in-law was a big Zamindar in the village aged about 58 years of age, 6 foot heavily built man with a big moustache and a very short tempered guy. Her mother in law Savitramma was too timid (like my Aunt’s hubby), was a very devoted wife who worshipped her husband. In spite of being. She had just started mumbling something about the weather when I shushed her, I put my finger to her lips and told her to relax. Maybe the shyness was a front? I dont know, but with that she pulled me on top of her and we started to kiss, she immediately put her hands im my shirt and undid my bra, demanding that I take of my shirt. She was in control, I'm guessing she had dreamed about what she'd do to me if she had the opportunity, and now she was living out what she had probably rehearsed in.
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