This was my first time in my life to stay with my parents. She often wears designer bras which are usually pink in color. As it was summers in north India, the heat grew worse and my father came home with an A. My mother came to the room and bolted it from inside. I went up to her and took her in my arms and planted a kiss on her lips. My mother walked in front and I followed her as we circled the holy fire which burnt all other bonds we had. After rounds of fire, people threw flowers on the newly married couple and exchanged greetings. Her two beautiful breasts fell out as I looked at my own mother looking so sexy and beautiful. While rubbing my hand on one of her chuchies I ate the other one, nibbles at the teats and even tried to take her full booby in my mouth.
This time it is a true story of real love and lust between a mother and son which happened in India. So read carefully because there might be another mommy lurking in the corner for you. I was just out of class tenth and so far I had studied in a boarding school. Her chochies r not that big but they are shapely and inviting. My stepbrother vijay and sister mannu were sleeping in the other room. The room was so tidy and clean, and it looked like the newly weds room oozing with sexiness and waiting for a fuck. The pundit got up and told us to take seven rounds of holy fire. We started necking while my hands had pulled out her blouse and were opening the hook of her designer bra.
I kissed my mother’s milky thighs and licked them to my delight.
My mother was now kneading her breasts and moaning heaving.
”I got a chill up to my spine as I heard those words. I need you so much”Then she switched the light off and said that she will make all the arrangements tomorrow. I pressed them nicely and a soft moan escaped my mother’s lips. She came close to me and said.“This is the same sari which I wore when I married your father.
I gaped at it and almost tore my mother’s bridal sari in at attempt to get her naked.I often wondered if she fucked with her dog like my maasi who I had fucked on a number of occasions.I remember that maasi was the tallest of all and she had deadly knockers and a slappable ass.I brought my hands to her velvety ass and slapped it a few times.My mother grunted and groaned like a newly married girl while her fat ass shuddered in my crotch. My erect cock wedged deep into the inner recesses of her vagina.She then bites her lip and said,“Complete the age old ritual of mating my son. I rubbed the top of it with my thumb and then I inserted my longest finger into my motherly pussy. I quickly got forward and put some indoor there.“My child, you can take mommy anyway you like now.Time has come for you to enter a new relationship with your mother. As I inched closer to her, I could smell her sweaty body mixed with perfume and sweat. You are not only my pati now but you are also my choot ka pati (my pussy husband)”I couldn’t control anymore and kissed her pussy for the first time. It appeared my lovely mother didn’t quite get a fuck.Her panty had a wet spot on them and there were big hair peaking from the sides of that sexy panty.I smelled that crotch and my senses went limp for a second when I sniffed the maddening aroma of my mother’s cunt juices smeared with sweat, perfume and the horny smell of urine.My mother took it in her hand and rubbed it for some time.“O son! She came like a flood and I licked every single drop my mother’s tastiest juice. Then I went back to her face and kissed it for what seemed an eternity with my lips smeared in her cup, our tongues swirled in each other while my hands tweaked her nipples making them sore and red and she moaned in pleasure.“O my lovely son! You are going to kill your momma with your love-making skills. I quickly latched on to one of her nipples and to my utter pleasure it was leaking with milk now.O my holy god, my mother jumped with gay abandon as is sucked her leading milk pots.