[ricah43165]

Bro, what happened to your other unfinished stories? aren’t you going to complete them?

[Mortalbeast]

When I opened the second clip, it was again a few minutes long only. The camera was still showing mom from the front. I could hear Venkat Anna asking mom to turn around and she obliging turned around so that her back was facing the camera.

The camera zoomed on the back of my mom's head. She had long dark hair and I could see her upper tresses. The camera slowly moved down to her neck. I instantly noticed that silver brace collar now below my mom’s luxurious long hair. The camera then spends some seconds on her neck and then went up and down her arms, but this time a view from the back. I could make out her elbows. I also noticed only few bangles on each of her wrists - multi-coloured and going well with her saree but not like usual, where she wore hand full of bangles. 

As the camera continued to move down, it reached her waist, revealing a considerable expanse of her hip between her blouse and the saree knot. The curve of her hip made her waist appear wider than her navel, creating a beautiful and alluring sight that stirred a physical reaction in me. The camera lingered on her hips and the swell of her buttocks, moving down to her feet before traveling back up. Venkat Anna then asked her to turn around once more.



when my mom turned to face the camera again, I saw that she was still blushing, and now she was also giggling as she struck poses, as if taking a selfie. Her face was radiant, and her expressions were playful, adding to the captivating scene unfolding before me.
 
"Move your saree pallu little aside"
 
I saw mom shook her head, but she kept giggling and smiling at the camera. This went back and forth for a few seconds.

The camera than panned to the show the floor, some shaky movement happened and it took several seconds before the camera screen focused back onto mom. 
Now I saw my mom’s pallu, that was protecting her chastity had been bunched up and moved to the side exposing her one full breast - albeit covered by the blouse.



Immediately a ‘sigh’ left out of my lips due to surprise as I saw a fair amount of mom’s cleavage is clearly visible. Although mom wears saree in fashionably in functions but I had never seen her expose her breast. Mostly she will wear saree slightly low showing her navel but that’s it. 

The camera then moved down to her waist to capture what was now a fairly exposed belly. Her slightly chubby navel was fully on display with her petticoat and saree tied much below her bellybutton. 

“ufff.... Geetha", that was Venkat Anna voice;

All this while mom was silent but her flirtatious smile still in place and there no objection to whatever Venkat Anna was doing with his camera on her.
The clip abruptly stopped at this point but I don’t why but I felt disappointment as if I want to watch more. 

Now I eagerly opened the second text document to read what Venkat Anna had written.

Text2

"Did you like that clip? I hope you did. Hahahah! What a sexy lady your mother is! That beautiful dusky skin. That petite body with extra flesh all on right places. Uff... that cleavage! I can’t believe you sucked milk out of it. I’m so jealous of you. Please go ahead and rewind again to see that view of her cleavage over and over. Man, what a sight it is!

Of course, we had the cosmologist do her hair as well - you can see it braided - luscious, lustrous and all the way down to below her waist. That swell of her bums is so erotic to look from the back. It's remarkable that your mother has such well-toned glutes at her age.

And did you notice the half-hearted way she objected when I asked her to move her pallu aside? At this point i didn't realise that the camera was point at the floor. Actually, I had to scrunch up her pallu and move it to one side myself. Uff! I so much wanted you to see me move your mother's saree pallu aside!
 
Erotic part is, I think she wanted me to do it and her objections were just to make sure I came over to her- that in itself is such an erotic thought for me. What a curvy waist and belly she has. Uff a man could spend hours just kissing, licking and tasting that beautiful skin of your mother.

Also did you notice that brace collar this time? If you look a bit carefully there is a small protuberance you can see - hidden by her hair. There is actually a lock and key mechanism in place to make sure the collar never gets loose and falls off. 

Lastly, did you notice what was missing on her this time at least? or not yet?

Ending this one now."

I went through the exercise of reading and watching the second clip a few times over while reading the text. 

Indeed, I observed the key/lock thingy on her collar, but I couldn't comprehend its significance. I felt a mix of emotions, including surprise, embarrassment, jealousy, and anger, at Venkat Anna's choice of words seemed overly sexual when discussing my mother's body. No one had ever spoken about her in such a manner.

Additionally, I experienced disappointment and anger towards my mother. I couldn't understand why she didn't prevent Venkat Anna from adjusting her saree's pallu. Her entire breast was exposed, yet she didn't seem to mind hiding it. Furthermore, she even allowed him to videotape her in that state. Moreover, her blushing, giggling, and smiling only intensified the embarrassment I was feeling. 

Mom had always been a strict and devout woman throughout her life. However, what happened next was quite sudden. I found myself becoming aroused as I witnessed my devout mother being exposed, and what's more, it was by her own nephew.

As I read those texts again, I felt strange feeling thinking Venkat Anna thinks my mom as beautiful and sexy. 

At this point, I felt my thoughts diverging into two paths. One urged me to contact Mom immediately and reveal the concerning content I had discovered. The other path sought to watch the remaining video clips first, to ensure I had a comprehensive understanding of the situation before taking any action.

Eventually curiosity won over and I moved onto Clip 3.

Clip 3 revealed a sequence of static images featuring my mom in various poses, each with its own level of sensuality and allure. She was still wearing the same saree as in the previous clips, indicating a continuation of the storyline. Although the images were presented in a random manner, they exuded a classy, erotic quality that was undeniable.

The photographs featured a series of intimate close-ups of mom. One captured her lips, painted a deep red with lipstick, in exquisite detail. Another focused on her belly, framing her navel from a unique angle. A side view of her breast, partially concealed by a shimmering silver blouse, was also showcased. Additionally, a shot from behind highlighted her hair, swept to one side, and there were various stills of her expressing different emotions - smiling, laughing, and playfully rolling her eyes, all with a hint of sensuality.

               
 
The first photo displayed Mom in an unusual and provocative pose, with her mouth positioned over the top of a banana. The second photo was a close-up of her chest area, showing a clear white patch amidst her cleavage. There were numerous other pictures, each depicting Mom in a sensual and arousing manner. As I read through the accompanying text, which provided explanations for each of the photos, I felt a mix of emotions, including anger and arousal.


 
Text 3
 
Regarding the white creamy daub on her cleavage, Venkat Anna had written "There was a bit of butterscotch ice cream that dripped on her cleavage. How do you think it got cleaned up? Hahaha!!"

"Did you notice anything about your mother's breast from the side view? And did you catch how she was eating the banana? It's quite suggestive, isn't it? I can imagine you might wish her mouth were occupied with something more appropriate, don't you think?"

I felt deeply ashamed and disheartened by the experience. It was appalling to hear Venkat Anna speaking so crudely and disrespectfully about my mother, who is also his aunt. Although my mother appeared to be smiling and laughing, I could tell she had no idea what he was actually saying about her. I'm aware that she was touched by the expensive gifts and makeovers Venkat had provided for her, and that's why she was being polite and respectful towards him. However, I'm certain she had no inkling of the vile thoughts in his mind or the obscene way he was thinking about her, and it's disturbing to think that he could be so disrespectful towards someone he's supposed to care about.

Then I thought is really Venkat Anna talking this way or is he playing with me? I wanted to call my mom and say everything to her but then I thought to call Venkat Anna and be sure that he wasn’t serious. 
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[Mortalbeast]

Bro, what happened to your other unfinished stories? aren’t you going to complete them?

Which one?

[1234hitman]

Exciting story bro Kothaga undhi tease Chesi chesi champei story tho

[Fing fing]

please update next part. Eagerly waiting for next update

[masti.bhai]

Too erotic

[1234rocket]

waiting for nxt part.....

[Mortalbeast]

 


As I called on WhatsApp, it didn’t show ringing. That meant he isn’t online. I didn’t have international package. So, I started sending messages on telegram and WhatsApp.

After waiting for a while, I saw the messages weren’t read yet. So, I decided to complete all the part then I will directly talk to mother or message Meena aunty on this matter. At least by completing all part I will be sure if he is guilty or not. 

When I opened next clip. This one was a mashup for 5-6 clips and quite long. The content was also dynamite....

The first video clip was taken from a considerable distance, indicating that the phone had been positioned far away to capture the scene. It showed Venkat Anna and my mother standing face to face, their faces locked in a passionate kiss. Venkat's hands cradled my mother's face, and they seemed to be lost in the moment, their lips moving in perfect sync. The two-minute clip felt like an eternity to me, as I struggled to reconcile the image before me with the values my mother had always taught me. She had consistently warned me about respecting women and avoiding any behaviour that could tarnish our family's reputation.



Yet, here she was, eagerly reciprocating Venkat's affections, her nephew, with a passion that resembled the romantic scenes from movies. Her hands, which had once guided me and provided me with comfort, were now clasped behind Venkat's neck, pulling him closer as they exchanged intense, lustful kisses. The scene was a stark contradiction to everything I thought I knew about my mother, leaving me stunned and disbelieving.

The scene suddenly shifted to the next segment. In this part, Venkat Anna was seated on a chair with my mother sitting on his lap, positioned sideways. They continued to kiss and engage in intimate behaviour. I observed that Venkat's hands were caressing my mother's exposed back. As the scene neared its end, I noticed Venkat's hands slowly moving inside her blouse, which caused my mother's body to tremble. At that point, the video clip abruptly transitioned to the next part.
 
The scene transitioned to a more intense kissing accompanied by loud, passionate noises. Venkat Anna appeared to be sitting in the same chair as before. My mother was now seated facing him, straddling his legs with her body positioned closely against his. One of Venkat's hands remained under my mother's blouse, just as it had been before the transition. Meanwhile, his other hand was moving up and down along her legs and thighs, which were covered by her saree. Occasionally, his fingers would wander to her navel, gently crawling across her skin, and then pinch at her hips, adding to the sensual moment.



The fourth transition piece showed the same pose as the last one but this time the view was of mom’s back. I could see their hips grind up, down and sideways in a slow rhythmic motion while I could only guess that Venkat Anna head seemed to be under mom’s pallu and her face was up as if gasping for air. Why has she hiding his head like that? It was looking strange as if a mother is breastfeeding her adult child.

Wait..what?

No..no..no he can’t be doing that. Mom will never cross the boundary. But it looked like that! No! That can’t be true! was he really suckling her…?

No…No!!! This isn’t happening! I must be overthinking. There will be some explanation in the text part. Before I could pause the video and look for explanation, it transitioned to next scene. 
 
In this part it showed the upper half of their bodies. It looked like both of them were standing with Venkat Anna behind my mom. He was holding her close to his body. I quickly forwarded it to the end of this clip as I was furious and needed some explanation. 

With trembling hands and thumping heart, I quickly opened the text part. 

“That was a long one......(smiling emoji’s) isn’t it. I am sure you are somewhat stunned by what you have just seen.

Before diving any further I want to say one thing though, your mother has such a gorgeous body. She has aged like a fine wine. It wouldn’t be wrong to say that your mother Geetha could defeat any milf models. Honestly, I’m praying to lord that my wife whom ever I marry should age like Geetha. 

In here her lips! Uff…What a sweet luscious lip she has? My god none of my girlfriends felt this good to kiss. But obviously first time kissing her in your house was the best one. With her crying and pleading with uncle’s name was so much fun and erotic.

In the previous video, I displayed a snapshot of her breast from the side, and I inquired if you had observed anything peculiar. If you had looked closely, you would have seen that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Now, I believe you can also deduce how the butterscotch ice cream disappeared earlier. Did you get it?
Consequently, it was effortless for me to merely raise the upper part of her blouse and suckle on her stunning breasts. I doubt you could discern that clearly from the back - could you? Oddly, your mother seems to enjoy concealing my face with her saree.

What a thrill it was to suck, nibble and enjoy her full breasts that once nourished you with milk. Although there’s wasn’t any milk but it was delicious, no wonder you were so healthy. Geetha is petite but she has a beautiful, heavy pair of breasts out of all other women’s I have seen. 

Your mother’s breasts are so firm for a woman of her age that it’s quite rare that I couldn’t believe for first time when I mauled her breast in your house. Now in this clip, if you turned the volume to full you might hear her moans as I teased her nipples with my mouth as well as her squeals when I was devouring her aureola. Okay I will honest, I did bite her nipple many times. At one point she even cried out but I cut that part as it would be extreme for you.”

Actually, there was lot more of texts to be read but I had to back myself and rewatch the clip to be sure. As I rewatched, this time volume on 200, I did hear faint moans of my mom. My whole body started trembling thinking Venkat Anna sucked my mom’s breast for real. Slowly a dark desire started creeping and I instantly opened the text4 to read further more. 

“………...it would extreme for you.

One thing you couldn't have figured out for sure is that your mother had no panty on either all the time. And when she straddled me, I had already pulled my hard shaft out. So, when you saw her grinding herself on me - there was full contact and grazing lol!!

In the last part of the clip, I’m sure you must have enjoyed watching your mother’s full naked breast. Lol! That was taped for you specifically.”

I found myself stopping mid-text, completely absorbed. A mix of curiosity and anticipation washed over me as I fast-forwarded to the part where my mother was involved, particularly with regard to her breast. The reason behind this fascination eludes me, but knowing that Venkat Anna was interacting with her in a consensual manner somehow heightened my arousal. I skipped through the intervening sections and rapidly advanced to the conclusion, bypassing what was presumably the most significant part without giving it my full attention.
 
When I replayed the video. This time without skipping, towards the end of the clip, I saw my mom was still sitting on the lap of Venkat and her blouse was open in front with her boobs hanging out exposed. 
 
I experienced a range of emotions, shifting from initial shock and anger to a mix of excitement and apprehension. The sight of my mom in an intimate moment, something I had never seen before, was unexpected. Her physical appearance, particularly her breasts with dark nipples, caught my attention. The image of her nipples standing erect and firm under Venkat's touch was a specific detail that stuck with me. The video ended with them maintaining eye contact with the camera for a few minutes, frozen in that moment.

This part had aroused me like crazy. First to see my own mother half naked then to see her sitting half naked on my cousin brother is whole new level of craziness. I couldn’t think of what to do? So, I opened the text part that had left out. 

“………… there was full contact and grazing.

Now on her neck collar brace - one thing to clarify in case you missed it is that it needs a key to open - else it cannot be taken off!! 

Lastly, I hope you saw how much your faithful mother is enjoying it all. It was her 20th anniversary after all. That’s why I wanted to make sure it is a memorable one for her. Ending this one now."
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[Rocky]

Fantastic narration

[sexypreeti]

Excellent  clp);

[1234rocket]

wow... super update...

waiting for the nxt parts

[Fing fing]

update.....make it more erotic

[masti.bhai]

Super erotic. Keep the mom completely shaved below eyebrows

[Mortalbeast]

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The image of my mother engaging in an intimate act with her own nephew sent a wave of arousal coursing through my body. My cock twitched and throbbed uncontrollably; a reaction far greater than any pornographic film I had ever watched. The thought of my beloved mother being taken by another man, particularly one who was her own flesh and blood and whom she had treated like a son, was both infuriating and intensely erotic.


However, the realization that she seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself added an extra layer of confusion and intrigue to the situation. Furthermore, the mention of a key for the collar brace only served to heighten my curiosity. What kind of collar brace required a key to unlock? And what did it signify in the context of their illicit relationship? Despite my confusion and disbelief, I couldn't deny the powerful mix of emotions churning within me. A part of me wanted to know more, to explore the depths of this taboo desire, while another part of me feared the consequences of indulging in such thoughts and fantasies.

Hm?!

Maybe it’s a new design from American culture. Wow! My mother is wearing an American culture ornament. That’s so cool! 

Slowly I realised I had to watch rest of the clips. Thinking this is the only way to calm my curious mind I moved onto Clip5. This one was nearly 15 minutes long.
My mother was still seating on Venkat's lap, her blouse unbuttoned, breasts spilling out. It seemed to be a continuation of their previous encounter. Oddly, her shimmering white sari was hiked up her legs, exposing her thighs. Venkat's hand had slipped beneath the fabric, disappearing between her legs. He moved his hand slowly, sensually. I watched in stunned silence as her head lolled from side to side, lost in the throes of ecstasy. She inhaled sharply, mouth agape, fingers pressed to her lips as if trying to stifle her moans. But her body betrayed her, jerking and writhing. Her pert breasts jiggled with each tremor, each laboured breath.



The video clip then transitioned to a close-up shot, appearing to show a head hidden beneath the folds of my mother's silver-white saree, positioned directly over her groin area. From this angle, I could only see the back of the head, as well as my mother's shaking hands, which were applying gentle pressure to push it further against her body. Her legs were wrapped over the person's shoulders, with her high heels digging into their back. A small timer was visible in the top-right corner of the screen. This segment of the video seemed to drag on, as it continued without interruption for several minutes.




As the camera was positioned close by, it picked up the sound of my mom's escalating moans and sighs, which grew louder and more intense with each passing minute. The view was partially obscured, with the man's face hidden between my mom's legs, only his thick, curly hair visible above and below her thigh. In a sudden movement, my mom's abdominal muscles tensed, and her slender hands grasped his hair, seemingly pulling him closer to her. He responded by gripping her waist firmly with both hands and lifting her body, before burrowing his face deeper into the same area. The frequency and volume of my mom's gasps and moans reached a point where they resembled the sound of crying, filling the air with an intense, emotional release.

In a sudden and intense moment, I witnessed his head move rapidly between her legs, triggering a chain reaction that caused her lower body to convulse and release a loud, groaning breath. Her body continued to shudder and tremble as she experienced a prolonged and intense climax, her hips twitching and quivering with pleasure. Just as this was happening, a loud, alarm-like noise pierced the air, and the camera shifted, revealing Venkat Anna lifting his head and saying, "Happy 20th anniversary to you and your husband, Geetha," before the video abruptly cut off.

As I heard it, I found himself on the verge of ejaculating after watching this one and it took me quite a bit of self-control to avoid doing so. I couldn’t believe how erotic it was to watch. I automatically found myself opening up the Text 5 to read what Venkat Anna had written this time around.

" Your mother Geetha has one of the most beautiful and alluring pussies imaginable. Over the years, it has remained incredibly sensitive, as your father never took the time to properly explore and satisfy her most intimate needs. On this fateful evening, I was determined to make up for lost time. With the utmost care and gentle passion, I began teasing her delicate folds with my fingers, stoking the embers of her long-dormant desire. For hours, I held back from letting her fully climax, instead focusing on slowly and thoroughly building up her pleasure. When you finally witnessed her response, seeing her quiver and convulse in the throes of ecstasy - not just once, but twice in my eager mouth - you saw the explosive release of all the pent-up passion and frustration that had been simmering inside her for so long. Her scream of unbridled bliss and the deep, guttural moans that escaped her lips were the inevitable result of unshackling a woman who had been denied such satisfaction for far too long.

In the final scene, you may have noticed the clock ticking away at the top of the screen. I wanted to make sure that I brought your mother to climax in my mouth at precisely midnight, 12:00 AM, the exact moment when she officially began celebrating her 20th wedding anniversary with your father. I was determined to give her a deeply satisfying and prolonged first orgasm using only my mouth, symbolically marking the end of two decades of marital misery between her and your father while beginning of blissful new era. The ticking clock should have served as proof to you of the shifting dynamics at play in this intimate moment.

Of course, after this I did pleasure her again multiple times with my fingers and mouth, but that one was our anniversary special.

Ending now."
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[Mortalbeast]

Exciting story bro Kothaga undhi tease Chesi chesi champei story tho

Thanks mowa

[Saikarthik]

Superb updates

[Ayush01111]

Son should try on mom once

[Mortalbeast]

Superb updates

Thanks bro 

[sexypreeti]

Excellent narration... Keep it up  yr):

[Mortalbeast]

 

 
I revisited previous clips to gain a better understanding of the content, as it was difficult to process alongside the accompanying texts. The situation was overwhelming and challenging to accept. Physically, I was experiencing a strong reaction, but emotionally, I was torn between humiliation and arousal, particularly due to the explicit comments made about my family. However, the unexpected reaction of my traditionally conservative and devout mother, who seemed to derive pleasure from the experience, suggested an alternative perspective. This led me to consider embracing the situation, rather than resisting it, and finding a way to reconcile my conflicting emotions.

The footage in Clip 6 was quite striking. The phone camera was positioned in such a way that it captured a wide-angle view of the apartment, provided an unobstructed view of the scene unfolding. At one point, my mother came into frame, lifted off the ground and cradled in Venkat Anna's arms, her legs wrapped around his hip in a tight embrace. As Venkat Anna slowly navigated the rooms, he supported my mother's weight with one hand under her buttocks and the other on her back, pulling her close. The image revealed my mother's saree bunched up around her hip, her breasts pressed against Venkat Anna's chest, and her lips kissing his neck as she clung to him.



The video clip lasted for several minutes, showing them moving from one room to another. They would enter a room, spend a few minutes inside, and then exit, only to head into the kitchen or another area, with my mom still clinging to Venkat's neck. What struck me as odd was that every time they emerged from a room, my mom appeared flushed and exhausted, despite Venkat carrying her the entire time. I couldn't fathom the reason behind her fatigue, as Venkat seemed to be doing all the heavy lifting, literally.

I must say that my mom’s dusky body was in contrast to her silver white saree which was hanging around him made an erotic sight together. Occasionally Venkat Anna would stop walking and the two would share a long kiss. But towards the end mom seemed very tired and kind of unconscious. 

After a while, Venkat Anna walked over to the dining table and helped seat Mom on the edge. From my vantage point, I could make out their bodies undulating and grinding together. I heard muffled grunts issuing from Venkat Anna interspersed with breathy moans escaping Mom's lips.

Slowly but surely, Mom seemed to regain her strength and enthusiasm, clearly growing to relish their activities. Yet I still found myself perplexed, struggling to fully comprehend exactly what transpired before my eyes between the pair.

Finally, I could see Venkat Anna’s movement stopped abruptly and both hugged each other. They kind of became still in a tight embrace till their bodies stopped twitching. After that there was a lot of kissing between the two. 



Wait! Are they?! No! That can’t be true! My mom will not go that far. She loves my father and will never cheat him on their 20th anniversary. But all the movements while clinging to each other. No! Venkat Anna will not do such a thing with my mom, his own aunt. I must be thinking too much.

After a while of kissing each other they both looked down at something on the floor and I could see mom giggling and shying by closing her face in her palm. The scene faded to black, leaving me in a heightened state of sexual arousal and emotional turmoil, teetering on the precipice of a shattering climax.

I hastily opened the next text 6, my hands shaking as I struggled to contain my emotions, feeling overwhelmed and on the brink of tears.

“That was the first fuck of your mother’s anniversary night.  Geetha loves being carried while impaled and since it was her special anniversary so, I obliged for as long as I could before my arms and legs got tired. It's a good thing she is so petite and easy to lift.  

I cannot describe the feeling of absolute pleasure I felt during the time my cock was inside your mother’s glory hole. Her pussy felt snug, safe, protective and matronly. As it was first sex of the night so I went easy on her. Also, it was your first time seeing your mother with me, that’s why I didn’t record when I took her inside the room to have some quality sex. 

 I’m sure you must be wondering what we looked down on the floor? well that was a big drop of our mutual cum that had dripped down from between her thighs as I placed her down. Well, you’ll be surprised to know that it’s not my first time creampie-ing your mother.

Ending now"

My mom was engaging in sexual intercourse with her nephew! What? My Indian mother was involved in a heated sexual encounter with her nephew that too on her 20th marriage anniversary, why?! She did all this in a foreign land, America, which was my dream place to visit. Upon all that she was moaning like the women in the pornographic films, expressing her intense pleasure.

As I watched, my mother was being penetrated passionately, just like in the pornographic movies I had seen. It was surreal to see my own mother, who was till this point so strict of values experiencing such raw, animalistic lust.

Watching my own cousin Venkat cock inside my mother’s vagina, must have stirred up intense emotions that was hidden within me. Unable to contain myself, I quickly removed my shorts and underwear, revealing my erect member. I began masturbating furiously, taking pleasure in the sight of my mother's naked body being ravaged by lust.

What am I doing? The woman I've known as my mother all these years is currently engaged in intimate relations with her own nephew, my younger brother Venkat. Yet she's acting out the submissive roles often depicted in adult films with great enthusiasm, evidenced by her impassioned cries of ecstasy invoking the divine. This is a stark contrast to the person I thought I knew, who prays daily and values her honour.

Does she truly desire this encounter? Is she craving Venkat's manhood? Why would I make such an assumption about his size? Oh, but it's undeniable - she's married to my father, an average Indian man. Face it, Venkat is exceptionally well-endowed even compared to the hung studs featured in American pornography. Study him - he's large and dominant, and I glimpsed the prominent bulge in his pants. There's no question, my mother is voluntarily taking my cousin's impressive cock.

I must confess, the thought of my mother engaging in intimate acts with Venkat sparked an undeniable arousal within me. The notion that she would partake in such actions, despite her age, filled me with an intense, all-consuming desire - not necessarily for her, but rather for the taboo nature of her deeds themselves. I paused, a sudden realization washing over me. Wasn't I, as her son, supposed to feel a sense of discomfort or even outrage at the idea of my mother's sexual exploits with another man? Surely, a normal son would be repulsed by the mere suggestion. And yet, here I was, eagerly visualizing and indulging in the fantasy of my attractive mother being taken by a younger man like Venkat. As I continued to pleasure myself, I couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that perhaps I wasn't entirely... typical.

I had hardly taken a few strokes before I ejaculated in spurts all over the floor - with some of my cum falling on his shorts - now lying crumpled on the floor. I had barely lasted a minute while releasing so much. I realised the excitement and arousal had been too much for me to handle.

The release of pent-up pressure and desire calmed me down a bit. For a few minutes I went through the mechanics of moving my clothes to the washing machine and wiping the floor before settling back into the chair to see the remainder of what Venkat Anna had put up. The very thought of it made my flaccid cock that had shrunk and hung limply to stand completely erected like some magic trick. Seeing this, I decided to sit naked from the waist below as I was sure to cum a lot from watching my own mom’s sexual escapades. This time without a second thought I clicked the link to the next video clip.

That’s clip 7.

The video began with a slight dark scene before gradually illuminating to reveal a passionate embrace between my mother and Venkat. As they kissed intensely, mom slowly turned to face the camera, her face flushed with arousal and shame. Her lips glistened with saliva; eyes half-lidded in bliss. It was clear that Venkat had thoroughly satisfied my mother. Yet his wandering hands continued to grope and pinch at her heaving bosom, teasing and tugging on her sensitive nipples, seeking to reignite her desire.

Venkat gently leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck as his hands began to carefully undo the intricate folds of my mother's elegant silver-white saree. The fabric, already slightly loosened from their earlier intimate moments, slid off easily, revealing more of her skin. With the saree removed, Venkat stepped back, momentarily blocking the camera's view before the image stabilized. As the camera's position adjusted, my mother's giggles became audible, and she began to untie the knot of her petticoat, her movements visible on the screen.



My breath grew heavier, my cock twitching with anticipation as I watched in awe and disbelief. Slowly, oh so slowly, my beautiful mother's petticoat slipped seductively between her shapely legs, tumbling to the floor at her feet. And there, for the very first time, her most intimate womanhood was laid bare before my hungry eyes.

I drank in the sight - a dark brown triangle, the centre cleaved by a long, tantalizing slit. Plump, glistening lips framed the entrance to her forbidden garden. The delicate skin surrounding her sex was flushed and glistening with arousal. It was undeniable - Venkat Anna had indeed dicked my precious mother.




I couldn't help but compare this vision of temptation to the golden goddesses I'd worshipped in American adult films. While she may not have quite matched their standards of beauty, in that moment she rivalled even the stunning ‘Priya Rai’. My cock throbbed, aching for relief as I fantasized about burying myself in my mother's warm, welcoming depths.

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"Did you see how radiant and beautiful your mother pussy looked? I can't fathom that you came into this world through such an exquisite vessel. Do you recall how sleek and smooth her skin appeared in that video?
 
Earlier, I remarked on how her arms were silky to the touch. Well, in anticipation of your parents' anniversary, I treated Geetha to a thorough waxing session. The process was quite painful - she was in tears when they were working on her intimate area. But once she saw the final result, gazing at her newly polished body, she adored how it turned out. Every inch of her was incredibly sleek and radiant. And her most private place - so lovely and satin-smooth all over. I'm telling you; the sight of your mother's bare body has a more electrifying effect than a whole bottle of Levitra.
 
Before ending, please have a good look at your mother’s pussy because I will show how aftermath condition looks like.”
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