Incest That Trip to... Topchanchi (COMPLETE)

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Ritu poured herself a little more of the Glenmorangie but a lot more for the Thakur. It would have to be an Indo-Scotch operation tonight! The couple on the screen were now fornicating in what seemed like knee deep water!

"Hey I hope that that girl does not drown. Her head is almost going into the water."

"The stud is strong enough to hold her up."

"Enough of watching others .. I need you." Suddenly the Thakur made a grab for Ritu but missed her as she dodged him with some dexterity.

"Ok ... Thakur-saab, finish this drink and then you can chase me to my room." She poured themselves another drink each that the Thakur downed rapidly. Ritu too picked up her drink but after a notional sip, quietly put it down on the side table. Instead, she grabbed one of the bangles on her wrist and pressed it twice ... then waited until the bangle vibrated twice more. 


Rudra was ready and waiting.


"Come Thakur-saab. Time to hunt your prey ..." and briskly walked out the room with the Thakur at her heels.

The guest room was dimly lit with just a few strategically placed lamps glowing. This had created an intriguing play of light and shadow. A heavy incense was burning in the corner but the windows were open and a cool wind was gently blowing in from the lake. 

On the centre table in the sitting area was a tablet paired with a bluetooth speaker and on a side table along the wall was a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream Liqueur and two shot glasses.

But the most critical component of the drama that was about to be played out in guest room was Rudra and he was sitting on a stool, near the window and covered from head to toe by the huge and heavy curtain dbang that had been pulled partially pulled apart! Through a gap in the curtains he could keep an eye on all parts of the room and yet would not be visible unless someone were to move the curtains aside. Tonight was crucial to their plans and the vibrations on the bangle on his wrist had warned him that the drama was about to begin.

His mother was the first to come in through the door followed immediately afterwards by the Thakur. The moment they were in, the Thakur grabbed Ritu and started kissing her on her lips and Rudra watched as his mother responded eagerly to his kisses and started kissing back with equal gusto. Locked lip to lip, the couple started waltzing around the room and for a few seconds they came dangerously close to where he was secreted but of course since Ritu knew where her son was, she traipsed out of the way and back to the centre of the room.

"Thakur ji ..." Ritu stopped in the middle of the room, "I have a question for you?"

"Yes Ritu Rani."

"Since you are here, who is watching us on that CCTV camera that you have installed there." She was blunt and to the point.

"Oh, really, no ..." the Thakur was taken aback at having his secret exposed.

"Then let's us cover it up." Ritu took a pillow cover and wrapped it around the camera. "Now we have the privacy and you can fuck me however you want and your wife will never get to know."

"Actually Savita is not aware of this .." he trailed off as he realised that Ritu was no more interested in his excuses, but was smiling coyly and invitingly at him.

"Come, Thakur, come ..." she held out her arms, "Come and fuck me out of my senses tonight."

The Thakur needed no further invitation. 

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Rudra watched with increasing fascination and an increasing erection as his mother started stripping in front of her aged paramour. First to go was the blouse and the bra. Then Ritu with just a saree wrapped around her, pulled the Thakur to the sofa and after pushing him down, proceeded to melt herself into his arms. 

The Thakur gave a grunt of pleasure as he felt her hands on his prick as he himself started fondling Ritu's breasts and teasing her nipples.