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Meri mom ka naam Kavita hai aur unki umar 45 saal thi. Par woh yoga aur daily walk se apne aap ko maintain rakhti thi.Jiss wajah se unki umar ki baaki aurato ke muqable woh kafi fit bhi thi aur attractive bhi. Unka dressing sense bhi modern tha. Woh one – piece bhi pehenti thi aur kabhi kabhi jeans aur top bhi daalti aur saree toh unpe jachti hi thi.Dad apne kaam mein kafi vyast rehte. Ek baar main Kamal ke flat pe daaru pee raha tha uske saath ki tabhi nashe nashe mein humne bhabhi aur auntyo ka topic chala diya.Tabhi usne mujhse confess kiya nashe mein ki use meri mom kafi sahi lagi. Unke jaisi aunty uski kamzori hai aur fantasy bhi. Maine bhi uski iss baat ko mazaak mein liya aur udhar hi bhool gaya.Ab kuch dino baad maine notice kiya Kamal aksar mere ghar aane lag gaya. Aur uski interaction mom se zyaada hone lagi. Main jab bhi ghar pe nahi hota toh woh mere se milne ke bahane ghar pe aata aur mom ke saath aksar time spend karta. Mom bhi uske saath kafi comfortable ho chuki. Jim gently set me down, still kissing me, as the other two men worked together, removing my shoes and pants and thong quickly. While Jim and I continued to duel with our tongues, his hands came up and he pulled my top and sports bra off. There I was naked with three men preparing to fuck my brains out and I loved the slutty situation. As soon as he tossed my clothes aside Jim resumed kissing me, his hands coming up to cup my breasts, squeezing them. His fingers and thumb worked their way to my nipples, pinching them with just the right amount of force and tugging on them, drawing them out. Within seconds he felt the beads of milk coming from them. Breaking the kiss he said Holy shit… youve got milk… that is so fucking hot. and he leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking hungrily. I threw my head back moaning in pleasure. When I felt myself being lifted up into the air I squeaked in surprise. Walter had taken hold of the backs of my thighs and lifted my lower body.
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