I can see her waist with the droplets of sweat those were sliding down to the saree. Where I was sitting in front of my chair there was a Amirah if yo... know that godrej company use to made that kind of products. In front of which mirror was placed. Through which I can see her and her every act.Then she removed her pallu and started rolling like a fan with her hand so that air directly hits her to the face. And I was looking at her cleavage. She saw me when I was looking at her through the. Mmmm..mmm” Vasanthi screamed in pain and her face expressed it, she pulled up her legs, I moved my grip to her boobs and squeezed it hard. Though she felt the pain, she enjoyed by lifting her butt. My MIL couldn’t control herself she took off my hand from the mangoes and guided it to her gray haired pussy. My one hand was rubbing the bulgy pussy and the other massaged Vasanthi’s boobs, my rod screwing the cunt bore deep.”Ohh..mmm..nice, I am getting relieved of the pain fuck..ck..” she moved. They didn’t have to be up early and decided they wanted to have a night out of boozing before they had to return home. The shots and drinks kept coming, and soon with lips loosened the guy that kept eyeballing Briley started telling her how beautiful she was looking. His name was Steve. Briley was just very polite, saying ‘thank you’, or ‘my Oliver thinks so too’ … they were not too forward and it was always respectful, but after Briley got a little more drunk after the next comment he made she. I won’t let anything happen to you or our son.’ ‘I know I sound like a broken record, honey, but are you sure we need all that?’ She was thinking of the construction project that had been going on for more than five months. The structure was too big for a simple family of three. It had hidden rooms and corridors for emergencies and, when finished, would be like a fortress, complete with electronic surveillance and its own emergency power and water supplies. As her father would say, they could.