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[Kalyan143]

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[Warrior]

Bro Write on Sneha

[Kalyan143]

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[PANNIRUVAEL KHAI]

really great ,, Add SAMANTHA as a Neighbour and make a thunderous Drill session or double drill on SAM and SRUTHI

[Test07]

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We would wait for your stories. Do write when u get time. And thanks Vivek for volunteering help

[Vivek.av]

Bro... Plz take your time.. life and career is important..
We would wait for your stories. Do write when u get time. And thanks Vivek for volunteering

No mention bro..... Its our readers choice and we  to help you

[Kalyan143]

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[kamapriyan1]

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[Kalyan143]

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[Phantom]

Eagerly waiting for the next update

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[DurgaShubham21]

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[Sahith1995]

Mansion House session -- 2

[Sahith1995]

Mansion House session -- 2
Replacing 
Part -1

A clock ticked somewhere in the house as Krishan
stumbled down the second-floor hallway in the early
morning. He'd just exited the guest bedroom, leaving
Ileana stuffed with his cum. Every time he thought life
had hit peak crazy, it went up a notch.


Ahead in the gloom, he could see a white, shimmering
figure near his bedroom door. Krishan's feet quickened
and his heart skipped a beat. In the gray, pre-dawn
light, he could see her black hair and he could almost
make out her freckles. Krishan smiled. He'd done it.
He'd saved Nayanthara.

"I did it, Nayanthara." Krishan ran the rest of the way
and flung himself into her arms. He was surprised to find nothing where he expected a solid woman, and he

sprawled on the hardwood. He turned over and looked
up.



"What a good lad you are, Krishan." She smiled down at
him with warmth and affection. "Your work with Ileana
was splendid."


"I don't understand." Krishan slowly rose to his feet.
He put out his finger and pressed it to her right
shoulder. It went through her as if she were air. He
noticed that her belly, under her long dress, was flat.
"How come I can't touch you?"


Worry lines creased Nayanthara's freckled face.
"While you were a hero for bedding that troublesome
woman, I'm afraid it wasn't enough to restore me to
my former self." She stepped toward Krishan and
lifted her hand as if caressing his cheek, but, of
course, she could not. "You must rebuild the energy I
lost."


"How?" Krishan was ready to do anything for her.
"Conquest, silly." She nodded and her form faded. "Aid
in their fall and the house will rise." Nayanthara
vanished from sight, but her voice lingered.


"I will," Krishan said into the murky hallway. Although
he didn't know exactly what Nayanthara had asked of
him, he'd do it. And he trusted that she'd make it
clear soon enough.

[Sahith1995]

When Ileana sat down to breakfast at the home, she

lowered her eyes and kept most of what she said to the
range of 'please' and 'thank you'. 

She was so incredibly tired. That eighteen-year-old boy, now quietly sitting on the opposite end of the table, hadn't let her get a
wink of sleep until dawn. He'd had her copulating like
an animal. His monstrous organ had hurt her vagina at
first, but once she'd gotten used to it, there was no
pleasure in her life that was its equal. She shivered at
the thought of the things they'd done.


"Need More, Ileana?" Anushka sounded chipper.


"No, thank you." She shook her head and sipped at her
coffee. She reached up to adjust her Dress.. And to
think, hours ago she'd done that, and so much more.
Ileana's face tightened in a panic. Did she know about
what had happened with her son? No. Ileana took a
deep breath. 

Ileana sipped her coffee bide the minutes
until she could call her husband and have him pick her
up. She felt a pull to stay in that house forever and let
that teenager treat her as his rightful wife. But she
knew that was insanity, and she hoped some distance
would have her thinking clearly again.

[Sahith1995]

It was almost time to leave for the bus. Krishan and his

mother stood just outside the heavy front door and
watched Maxamed pull down the driveway and park just
at the bottom of the front walk where Ileana waited
for him. 

It was the same exact spot where that black
carriage had waited in Krishan's vision the other night.
He and Anushka waved when Ileana gingerly got into
the small, beat-up sedan, but only Maxamed waved back
from the driver's seat. And then they drove off into
the overcast morning.

"I had a funny feeling about that woman this morning,
Krish?" Anushka gave her son a sideways glance.

"Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's just whatever she did
to rid our house of those spirits."
"Maybe," Krishan agreed.

"How are you feeling this morning, pumpkin?" Her eyes
fell down to the soft lump in his pants.

"Better." Krishan looked over at her and caught her
gaze. "I mean worse." She looked breathtakingly
beautiful in the diffuse light, with her curves jutting under her dress, her curious face, and her appraising

eyes. "I mean, I will need some help when you have
some time."

A thin smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "I was

thinking ..." Anushka said the words slowly, and looked
over her shoulder into the house. Her husband and
daughter were nowhere to be seen. "Maybe you could
skip the bus this morning. I could drop you off at
school. That might buy us an extra fifteen minutes."
Ten minutes later, Shriya got on the bus without her
twin. It was strange that her mom was going to drop
him off, but apparently, they had something important
to do that morning.

At that moment, in the laundry room in the basement,
Anushka leaned with her elbows on the washing
machine. Her dress was around her waist, her panties
around her ankles, and her son's long thing rubbed
against her butt crack over and over again. "Let me
know when it's time, Krish. You can't make a mess
again. Okay?"

"Sure ... Mom ..." Krishan held her hips and rubbed
himself. It felt so good not to worry about Nayanthara.
He could concentrate on the delicious curve at the
small of his mom's back and her wobbling butt. He
pulled back and lined up the head with her dripping
pussy and pushed in.

"Oh ... maybe that's not the best ... ooohhhhhh ... idea,

sweetie." He stretched her out so wonderfully. Her
body buzzed as that massive penis burrowed its way
into her.

"But you said we could have sex again." He hit bottom,
pulled almost all the way out, and thrust back in again.
Her pink pussy lining made a perfect sleeve around his
dick.

"Oh ... gosh ..." Anushka painted. "But we have to ... get
you to ... school. And your father ... might come looking
..."

"It'll be ... uh ... uh ... faster this way." Krishan slammed

into her, enjoying the way her whole body tensed every
time he smacked up against her ass.

"Okay, sweetie." Who was she kidding? It would be
faster this way. "Just not ... inside ... it's a bad time of
month ... for me."

"Where?" He reached with his right hand and wrapped
his fingers in her long, brown hair. He pulled her head
back a little, getting her to arch her back more. He
loved the way she squealed in response.

"I'll ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... swallloooowwwwwwww."
Anushka let her orgasm rip through her. She was
completely at her son's mercy. It was the most
delightful feeling.

Krishan smashed her from behind for a while longer,
driving her to two more orgasms. Soon, he was ready.
"Can ... I ... cum inside?" He pulled a little harder on her
hair.

"Yeeesssssssss." Anushka barely knew what she was
saying. All she knew was that she wanted to live with this pleasure forever. She wanted the rapture to swallow her whole. She heard Krishan's soft, guttural groans behind her and then felt the heat of his seed inside her. Anushka gritted her teeth and shrieked out
her most massive orgasm yet.

 

[ashw]

Anushka is My Wife,My Love,My Honey,My Sweetheart




Anushka is my wife and I am her hubby..She is made for me only...I hug her tightly and lick her whole naked body and fuck her daily day and night with my monster dick very very hard in every position of Kamasutra and in her every hole..She moaning loudly and enjoy real pleasure with me in bed...She is My LOVE, My JAAN.

[Gurumoorthi]

Bro continue

[Ranjith27]

Bro where is mansion house session 1

[Sahith1995]

Bro where is mansion house session 1

It is in various posts between pages 77 and 105