Ki tabiyat kharab hai or wo bol rahi hai ki jab neha school se aa jae to aaj ka sabhi home work lekar Mere ghar aa jae uski mummy ne kaha thik hai bhe... dungi fir main ghar aa gaya main sari plannig karke apne room main leta hua tha tabhi dor bell baji maine darwaja khola to dekha neha mere shamne short slex or t shirt pahan Ker hath main book liye khadi hai wo boli ki shina kaha hai maine kaha mere room main hai to muhse bachte hue mere side se ander jane lagi maine jhat se uska ak boobs daba. After a good ten minutes mums hand moved down T’s body and was soon rubbing the front of his pants, as they kissed mum unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, he took them off as I was still feeling her breasts. Mum pulled T’s undies down and tugged his cock, which must have been a good 8”.My hand moved down and were now rubbing the front of her knickers, she parted her thighs and I was rubbing her harder. T stood up and crouched down on the floor between mum’s legs, he opened them wider and. He explained to me that he and his wife have been married for five years and living in the U.S. for three years. There marriage was arranged back in India and hubby feels lucky for having such a hotwife despite the fact that his cock is 2" hard. They don't have much sex and when they do he cums prematurely and leaves her with a soaking pussy that is too much for him to handle. I'm a thiok 7.5 and she had never been with another man so I knew she would appreciate a good hard fucking like she had. We then began to kiss passionatley. Mrs. Banerjee hugged me tight and i began to lick her neck, her ears and her face. “oooh ma oooooh Arun” Mrs Banerjee sighed. I then turned her around and hugged her. I could feel her oily hair against me. Coconut oil was all over me. I caressed her breasts while my face was deeply immersed in her beautiful hair.I began to slowly touch her cunt area form over the sari. She was now mad with lust and was carressing my cock. “Arun come into the bedroom” Mrs..