26-05-2019, 11:05 AM
He winked at her and suddenly grabbed her housecoat and pulled it ferociously. The thin material of cotton could not resist the force of Tarun's pull and in a fraction the torn material was off her body leaving her only in white cotton bra and panty. Tarun laughed loudly, his eyes savoring his beautiful plump mother's semi-naked beauty for the first Tarun.
Next he went for her bra and it also came off without offering any resistance. Once released from their confinement her big boobs jumped back to life. Janvi was stunned. Her son was forcibly removing her clothes and she was lying helpless with her hands and feet tide firmly. Her moralist background was distressing her but simultaneously a part of her wanted him to continue.
Tarun had no Tarun to study the conflict going on within his mother's mind. He was busy in pulling off Janvi's panty. Her cotton panty offered some resistance but it was again no match for the brutal strength of the teenager. Slowly it gave away and the tattered panty came out off her thighs leaving her crotch shamelessly expose to the greedy eyes of her son.
With deep shame she closed her eyes again.
First Tarun in her life she was lying completely naked in front of a man who was not her husband. That the man now eyeing her was her own son made her more uncomfortable. But she also sensed that a hidden delight is suddenly overwhelming her and she was partly enjoying her ordeal.
She knew that Tarun was now gazing at her naked beauty, her big bouncing boobs, her plump thighs and her thick black bush covering her fat cunt lips. She didn't dare to open her eyes to see him.
Janvi was right. Tarun was lost in the splendor of her mother's naked charm. He had never thought that her plump mother could be so lusciously beautiful. True, she didn't have a vital statistics of a model, but the feminism, her naked gorgeousness was exuding was mind blowing. Her big creamy boobs were lying like two soft mounds of boundless pleasure. Her thick dark brown nipples were looking at him with mouth-watering sensuality.
His eyes traveled to her crotch. Janvi pussy was cover with jet-black soft fluffy bush making a perfect triangle below her navel and thighs. Her pubic hairs were long and curly clearly indicating that she wasn't concerned about trimming them. Naturally Danesh didn't seem to be taking much interest in screwing his wife. Given that she was tied astride her fat cunt lips were partially open and her clitoris was protruding out of her cunt teasing him invitingly. Tarun felt envious to his father for having in possession this gorgeous cunt for so many years. He felt elated that the same cunt was now under his control and soon his cock would also be exploring its delicious depths. Initial his plans were to pop in his cock down her cunt as soon as she was naked and fuck her maddeningly. But after viewing her mother's stunning cunt he decided against it. This was not a cunt to be ravaged selfishly; this cunt needed all the tender love and sTarunulation before any penetration.
Tarun no longer could resist his temptation, he sat beside her mother and his hands slowly moved towards her thigh. Carefully he touched the fluffy mound between the thighs of her mother. An electric shock ran through Janvi's body. It was a totally new experience, something like when Danesh had touched her there for the first Tarun. The guilt feeling in her wanted her to break the ropes and throw away the hand trespassing in her pleasure area. But the hidden desire was so overwhelming that her all resistance was broken. She felt that even after her the negative response of her conscious mind, her pussy had started wetting. She was afraid that Tarun might also notice it.
Tarun ran his finger along the length of her slit feeling the moist heat emanating from it. His probed her cunt lips and slowly inserted one finger into her mother's love canal.
"No! Please don't do it." Janvi cried with embarrassment.
But, by then the entire finger was inside her. He moved his finger in and out of her pussy for a number of Taruns and then he pulled it out and tasted the salty wetness with his tongue.
Next he went for her bra and it also came off without offering any resistance. Once released from their confinement her big boobs jumped back to life. Janvi was stunned. Her son was forcibly removing her clothes and she was lying helpless with her hands and feet tide firmly. Her moralist background was distressing her but simultaneously a part of her wanted him to continue.
Tarun had no Tarun to study the conflict going on within his mother's mind. He was busy in pulling off Janvi's panty. Her cotton panty offered some resistance but it was again no match for the brutal strength of the teenager. Slowly it gave away and the tattered panty came out off her thighs leaving her crotch shamelessly expose to the greedy eyes of her son.
With deep shame she closed her eyes again.
First Tarun in her life she was lying completely naked in front of a man who was not her husband. That the man now eyeing her was her own son made her more uncomfortable. But she also sensed that a hidden delight is suddenly overwhelming her and she was partly enjoying her ordeal.
She knew that Tarun was now gazing at her naked beauty, her big bouncing boobs, her plump thighs and her thick black bush covering her fat cunt lips. She didn't dare to open her eyes to see him.
Janvi was right. Tarun was lost in the splendor of her mother's naked charm. He had never thought that her plump mother could be so lusciously beautiful. True, she didn't have a vital statistics of a model, but the feminism, her naked gorgeousness was exuding was mind blowing. Her big creamy boobs were lying like two soft mounds of boundless pleasure. Her thick dark brown nipples were looking at him with mouth-watering sensuality.
His eyes traveled to her crotch. Janvi pussy was cover with jet-black soft fluffy bush making a perfect triangle below her navel and thighs. Her pubic hairs were long and curly clearly indicating that she wasn't concerned about trimming them. Naturally Danesh didn't seem to be taking much interest in screwing his wife. Given that she was tied astride her fat cunt lips were partially open and her clitoris was protruding out of her cunt teasing him invitingly. Tarun felt envious to his father for having in possession this gorgeous cunt for so many years. He felt elated that the same cunt was now under his control and soon his cock would also be exploring its delicious depths. Initial his plans were to pop in his cock down her cunt as soon as she was naked and fuck her maddeningly. But after viewing her mother's stunning cunt he decided against it. This was not a cunt to be ravaged selfishly; this cunt needed all the tender love and sTarunulation before any penetration.
Tarun no longer could resist his temptation, he sat beside her mother and his hands slowly moved towards her thigh. Carefully he touched the fluffy mound between the thighs of her mother. An electric shock ran through Janvi's body. It was a totally new experience, something like when Danesh had touched her there for the first Tarun. The guilt feeling in her wanted her to break the ropes and throw away the hand trespassing in her pleasure area. But the hidden desire was so overwhelming that her all resistance was broken. She felt that even after her the negative response of her conscious mind, her pussy had started wetting. She was afraid that Tarun might also notice it.
Tarun ran his finger along the length of her slit feeling the moist heat emanating from it. His probed her cunt lips and slowly inserted one finger into her mother's love canal.
"No! Please don't do it." Janvi cried with embarrassment.
But, by then the entire finger was inside her. He moved his finger in and out of her pussy for a number of Taruns and then he pulled it out and tasted the salty wetness with his tongue.
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