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I was lazing around in my room, when my lovely mom came in. She looked lovely, and nobody could say she was 35. She looked to be in her early 20's. She fussed over me not cleaning the room and told me to clean."Even you are not good in this house" She lamented."Mom, I will clean, don't make a big fuss of this""Yes, Yes, that is what you say all the time""Come on, let me be""Yes, I will let you be, I don't want you to become like the other people of this house""Oh mom, I am your son, I love you""Oh Thank you beta(son)" she said and gave me a hug"Look beta, I am sorry I keep fussing over you, but who else can I fuss over?""It's ok, mom, I understand""My parents got me married at 17 and your dad left a couple of months after that after some hussy, the good thing was I was pregnant with you, my mother-in-law always keeps blaming me for that, I just have a hard time sometimes, I want you at least to be responsible and not like them""Yes Mom, I won't disappoint you""Thank you, Raja, my

Standing at the Fiumicino airport lounge area, I surveyed around looking desperately for two middle aged Indian ladies but it was tough to identify anyone in the sea of people wearing masks. My elder sister nonchalantly sat nearby, wearing her ever present headphones listening to some crazy stuff as usual.Finally, I saw two saree wearing ladies come out from the washroom and I was relieved to say the least, as the flight announcer had called out our names two times by now."Ma, how many times have I told you and Mausi (aunty in Hindi) not to go absent when it's boarding time!" I nervously shouted at them as we quickly ducked into the connecting duct to the entry of our flight, possibly escaping at the final moments before a full blown COVID struck Italy and the rest of Europe.As I relaxed into the seat and the in-flight announcements were being made, I remembered what a nightmarish last two months have been for our family.Let me introduce myself and the rest of the people before I

SharmilaI was not able to sleep for last few days. The single thought that kept running through my mind was my son Arjun ravaging my sister-in-law Sangita. I kept imagining his hard bull sized cock entering the wet depth of his middle-aged conjugal partner. No matter how much I fingered myself, thinking about getting the same pleasure for myself, it just felt unsatisfactory.I needed my son Arjun.I needed him so bad.Am I a bad mother?At this point of time do I really care?I had made up my mind that I have to convince my son to become my lover. If I have to seduce the poor teenager and make his mind jelly, I am going to fucking do that.I was positive my big teardrop milky white lactating tits can do its magic like they have always done and before long I would be in the arms of my strong son getting ravished like a cheap whore.My skin still radiated a golden hue and if I put my mind into it, I can definitely look as stunning as Sangita.The night beforeArjunAs I attempted to once more

The Desi wife stands confidently against a plain yellow wall, her dark hair pulled back into a neat bun, accentuating her striking features. Her topless upper body is a testament to her natural beauty, with large, round breasts that have a slightly saggy, yet alluring shape. Her nipples, dark and prominent, stand out against her warm, brown skin, while her areolas, slightly larger than average, add a touch of sensuality to her chest. The gold mangalsutra, with its dangling pendant, rests between her breasts, a subtle touch of elegance that draws the eye to her cleavage. Her breasts, with their smooth texture and natural shape, speak of maturity and allure, inviting the viewer to appreciate their fullness and weight. The pink pants, sitting just below her waistline, accentuate her curves and draw attention to her hips and thighs, creating a harmonious balance between her upper and lower body. Her skin, smooth and warm, has a natural glow that is enhanced by the even lighting, which

The Desi wife is captured in a close-up shot, her large, round tits barely contained by a turquoise lace bra with black underwire cups. The intricate floral lace patterns are semi-transparent, teasingly revealing glimpses of her smooth, warm skin. The black underwire struggles to support the weight of her ample bosom, creating a tantalizing bulge that hints at the fullness beneath. Her tits, full and round, are a sight to behold, their natural shape and size defying the constraints of the bra, offering a tantalizing glimpse of what lies beneath the lace. The dark areolas and nipples, barely visible through the lace, add a touch of sensuality to the image, inviting the viewer to imagine the softness and warmth of her skin. Her long, thick black braid, adorned with a bright pink scrunchie, cascades over her right breast, adding a playful, casual vibe to the image. The braid, with its glossy sheen, contrasts beautifully with the delicate lace and the warm tone of her skin, drawing the

The model stands in a wooden room, partially undressed, her open, lace-trimmed cardigan revealing her round tits with light brown nipples. Her bare lower half, adorned with a patch of dark brown pubic hair, adds a raw, unapologetic element to her allure. The cardigan, with its large, white ribbon, frames her slender figure, drawing attention to her natural beauty and the delicate lace against her smooth skin. Her confident, slightly playful expression invites appreciation of her body, unashamed and inviting.Her tits, small and round, are perfectly framed by the lace, their light brown nipples peeking through, adding a touch of sensuality. Her pussy, visible beneath the cardigan, is adorned with a patch of dark brown pubic hair, a stark contrast to the delicate lace. Her stance, with one arm raised and the other resting by her side, emphasizes her curves, inviting the viewer to explore her body with their eyes.The rustic wooden room, with its shutters and dark walls, provides a warm,

Confident nude Desi model, Dakini, stands in an abandoned, sunlit area with hands on hips, long, dark hair, a serious expression, and a long necklace with gold and brown beads between her large, round breasts with dark, prominent nipples, completely nude with a clean-shaven pubic area showing her labia.Dakini, the confident nude Desi model, commands attention with her strong, assertive stance in an abandoned, sunlit outdoor area, her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, framing her face with a serious and unapologetic expression. Her hands rest firmly on her hips, emphasizing her confident and powerful presence, while a long necklace with gold and brown beads hangs between her large, round breasts, drawing the eye with its inviting allure and the prominent, dark nipples that add a layer of intimacy and provocation to the scene.Her smooth, warm-toned skin glows under the strong sunlight, highlighting the natural contours and textures of her body, while her completely nude

Nude vintage MILF with curly blonde hair stands against a grid-patterned white background, hands covering large, tanned breasts with noticeable tan lines, legs crossed at the ankles, natural dark pubic hair, and a confident, relaxed stance.This nude vintage MILF exudes a sense of natural beauty and confidence as she stands against a simple, grid-patterned white background, her curly blonde hair cascading in voluminous, loose curls around her face, adding a touch of softness and allure to the composition. Her hands, modestly covering her large, tanned breasts, draw attention to the noticeable tan lines that create a striking contrast against her lighter skin, highlighting the natural contours and curves of her form.Her body, slender and toned, showcases a confident and relaxed stance, with her legs crossed at the ankles, inviting the viewer to appreciate the natural elegance and poise of her pose. Her pubic area, with its natural amount of dark hair, adds a layer of intimacy and

Close-up shot of a topless Desi lady lying down, focusing on her right breast with a large, dark brown areola and nipple, and a light red love bite, while her left hand gently holds and lifts her left breast, with natural, slightly asymmetrical medium to large breasts and even, light skin tone.This intimate close-up shot captures a moment of pure, unfiltered natural beauty as a topless Desi lady lies relaxed, her focus drawn to the inviting contours of her breasts. The right breast is prominently displayed, its large, dark brown areola and nipple drawing immediate attention, highlighted by a small, light red love bite on the upper part, adding a touch of intimacy and allure to the scene.Her skin, light and even, glows under the natural lighting, highlighting the smooth texture and the natural folds that add depth and dimension to her form. Her left hand, gently holding her left breast from underneath, slightly lifts it, a gesture that conveys both self-care and a sense of body

Sharmila sighed and looked away, "Because he sees you in me!"I was awakened from my dreamy haze... What!!!Even when I wanted to protest, my lips were dry and hesitant. I could feel a sharp tinge down below which belied the motherly shock I should have displayed.I guessed Sharmila wanted to drive home her point and she came up with a mischievous idea."Why don't you hide in the closet and watch your son ravage me next time we do it? You will understand me and my relationship with Arjun better. I am sure you would like what you see." She winked naughtily.I was half attentive as I nodded. My hand was twitching and I had pressed my thighs together in case I leaked there and then from the wild thoughts.It was decided that I would fake a headache that night and pretend to retire early and let everyone know not to disturb me. I would then sneak into Sharmila's room while she went to the connected room and met Arjun.I barely fit into the closet and shut the doors pretty much all the way with a