Next day onwards shalu started working there. On the second day itself when radha went to the kitchen (it was predecided between radha and shalu) Shalu raised her sari and petticoat upto her waist and started washing her feet. Kishore woke up on hearing water fall. He was shocked to see a beautiful ass in his bathroom. Shalu cleaned her ussy with her back to kishore and then turned towards him after closing the tap.
Shewas still holding the sari above her pussy. She walked out without looking at Kishore, displaying her light pubic hairs. She acted shocked and shy on seeing Kishore staring at her when she looked up. She let her sari down and ran out with a shy smile.
“subah sari pehanne me badi taklif hoti hai. Upar se ye garmi.” Radha complained next morning, knowing that kishore was awake and listening under the bedsheet. “papa to so rahe hain. Aap aise hi chali jao na.” Shalu suggested as she came in with the broom.
“haan thik hai. Waise mere papa hi to hain wo.” Radha smiled at shalu and went out. She unhooked the top two buttons as she crossed mauji’s room. Mauji was aware of her morning routine. He ran out behind her.
“Wah ! aaj to nangi aai he meri bahu” Mauji spoke in delight as he caught her boobs and kissed them. They kissed and pressed each others private parts for five minutes. Mauji ran out then and ewnt back to his room as was his routine.
Shalu in the meantime raised her sari like yesterday and went and stood near Kishore’s bed. Kishore felt her coming near. He took off the bedsheet and was shocked at the pubic triangle hardly two feet away from his eyes. He fainted.
Shalu ran to the kitchen and told radha what had happened. Radha laughed at her simple husband’s plight.
Third day Shalu went near him and shook him. Kishore saw her pussy and pulled her arm. Shalu was waiting for this. She fell on top of him. He body fully over his. Her chest on his. Her pussy pressing his hard on. Her thighs touching his.
Kishore got worried at this. “Koi aa gaya to?” he whispered. Shalu went and closed the door. “Radha dekhegi to kya bolegi? Darwaza khol.” Kishore whispered. “Darpok ho ! radha didi ko main samjha dungi. Aap sone ki acting karna” Shalu walked to the other end of the bed and pulled up her sari and petticoat. She slept on the opposite side and opened her legs. She opened her pussy hole with her fingers and smiled seductively at kishore. “daroge to iss se chook jaoge” shalu dared him.
Kishore saw her pussy with the thin hairs. He saw the big clit erect and waiting. The hole seemed bigger than his wife’s (actually he was wrong). Shalu fingered her pussy and caressed her pubic area with the other hand like a whore. “Nahi karna?” She dared him again.
Kishore had never done that before with anybody other than radha, but then he was a man. He went on his knees and started licking her hole. Shalu was ecstatic at this. She pulled his head into her hole.
Very soon he was nude and pumping shalu. Shalu let him do it as per his wish. Kishore pumped hard and fast storkes to get a climax fast as he was afraid radha may come in any time. He ejaculated in her soon and put on his clothes. “Chal uth aur apna kaam kar” kishore whispered as he went and opened the door. Luckily radha was still in the kitchen as he peeped out.
Shalu ab ek bari randi ban gayi. Kishore in the morning. Ram in the afternoon. Some fun with Maya during the day. The ever hungry cock of abhay in the evening. Finally the semi erect cock of ranjit, her drunk husband at night. She was loving all the attention and the extra money and gifts from her lovers. Also the various positions her different lovers taught her to fuck in. Still she longed for the threesome. She badly wanted it now. The single man fuck was getting a bit boring. She longed for spice.
Radha in the meantime put her plan in second gear. She entered their room when shalu was being humped in doggy style.shalu –“aaaaha chodo mujha jor sa aaa jalde karo nahi to koye aajaya ga.” Then kishore –“aaa ooooo …koyi nahi aaye go mera jaan bas tum maza lata raho “ . radha intered ..Radha—“ kya ho raha hai yahi per “ . kishore –“ kuch nahi bas haaaaaa” . She ran out when Kishore saw her.
They had a quarrel over his unfaithfulness after shalu had gone. Kishore pleaded and fell on her feet. Radha acted very angry and sad but deep within she was happy.“Thik hai. Main samajhti hun aapki pyaas. Lekin please papa ko pata nahi chalne dena.” She pleaded. “Jaisa tu kahegi main karunga radha” Kishore kissed her lovingly, happy at this turn of events.
Now the next step !. Radha started going about within the house in her petticoat and blouse. Kishore did not have the guts to stop her.
Now she would feed the baby sitting on the sofa in her tight petticoat and blouse. There was now no sari to hide the big melon as she openely pulled up her bra and blouse and brought out the melon. Nothing to hide as she took the nipple in her fingers and thrust it in the baby’s mouth. Both father and soon would ogle at her bare breast and her lovely nipple.
But slowly he saw that her petticoat was also now getting tied an inch below her navel. “Radha, aise kapde mat pehna kar. Papa kya sochenge?” Kishore finally said it one day. “To kya hua? Mere bhi to papa hain?” radha replied without any hesitation. Kishore kept quiet. Didn’t have the guts to tell her about the baby feeding routine as he knew what her answer would be.
“Dekh tere liye kya laya” Mauji took out the gold ear rings and gave them to Radha. Radha sqeauled in delight “Papa, thanks !” and she hugged him and kissed him on his cheeks even as kishore felt odd at this display. But then he had this guilt of fucking shalu.
Slowly radha started increasing her display of affection for mauji in front of kishore. He saw them sitting stuck together with mauji’s hand around her shoulder. Sometimes he saw them in an embrace in the kitchen.
“Kya ho raha hai?” Kishore asked meekly when he saw Radha and mauji doing a french kiss on the sofa. “papa mujhe sikha rahe hain european kiss karna” radha giggled as she put her lips on his again and their tongues fucked in front of kishore.
Kishore was helpless.
Next day when Shalu came in radha did not go out. “Tu kitchen me jaa na” kishore pleaded. “Aap karo na. mujhe to pata hi hai. Main naha kaar aati hun.” Radha said as she went into the bathroom.
Kishore was wondering what to do. But shalu knew what to do. They were entangled and nude very soon. Suddenly radha came out when Shalu was riding on top of Kishore.shul—“ aaah a aiiiiii maa aaj to bahut maza aaraha chodwona me”…. . . “Kaisi kharab aurat hai tu to” Radha gave a cunning smile to shalu and threw away her towel. She went to Kishore and offered her nipple. Radhi---“ye lo jaana man ,shalu kya tumha pyra kar rah age.”.. Shalu was delighted at this. She jumped harder as kishore suckled radha.
Kishore loved the little threesome they had.”Kal se hum teeno karenge?” kishore asked radha tentatively. “soch ke bataungi” radha kept the field open without committing !
That day Kishore saw mauji holding her from behind as she cooked in the kitchen. “Meri pyari bahu kya bana rahi hai aaj?” Mauji asked loudly when they felt kishore was at the kitchen door. He put his finger in her navel as radha replied “Pakode talungi aaj to sab ke liye”. Kishore somehow liked the sight of his father’s cock grinding into his wife’s ass.
“mere liye aalu ke bana dena” kishore spoke as he went in. Mauji and radha made no attempt to separate. “sabke liye alag alag nahi banaungi. Jo milega kha lena.” Radha replied as she continued with her work
“mere beta ki ichchha puri karna tera farz hai bahu” mauji pushed her right melon tightly from below with his left hand as he played with her navel with his right finger. Kishore could now see the whole show. He saw her top three buttons open. Her boobs were on the fully of jumping out when Mauji pushed them. Her black bra tried to hold them together even as her blouse flaps parted to show her bra.
“papa ! aap hamesha inki side lete hain. Apni bahu se aapko bilkul pyar nahi hai.” Radha complained mockingly. “Aisa nahi hai bahu ! tu to naraz ho gai. Mujhe tu bhi utni hi pyari hai” Mauji now pinched her left cheek lightly and caressed it slowly even as his forearm pressed her big boob hard. Kishore went on fire at this sexy show. Not knowing what to do he walked out saying “jaldi karna” .
Radha turned back and embraced mauji tightly as soon as Kishore went out. But kishore wanted to see it once again. He went back a few steps and peeped in. On seeing his wife being squeezed by his father in a tight embrace he got another shock. Radha saw him with the corner of her eyes “Papa ! ab aap jao. Kissing ka lesson baad me dena” She said as she separated from mauji and gave him a hint with her eyes.
That night, as usual, Radha went to the kitchen to take a glass of water after kishore had fucked her. What surprised kishore was that she went out in her bra. Her petticoat was almost ready to fall off her sexy ass. It was tied just high enough to cover her pubes.
Kishore knew now who it was for. But he wanted to see it himself. He went slowly behind her. Mauji was already in the kitchen. Mauji saw kishore’s shadow as radha came near him. “meri pyari bahu! Teri bra kitni tight ho gai hai. Kal nai le aana kishore ki dukaan se, Good night” mauji kissed her on her cheeks and gave a hint to radha with his eyes.
He walked out even as radha acted innocent and took water without turning to look at mauji and kishore.
“Papa keh rahe the meri bra bahut tight lagti hai. Aap kale k size badi le aao na dukaan se” radha cajoled kishore in the bed.
Kishore wondered what to do? Finally he decided to take the silk bra with see through meshed cloth in front. Skin and pink color were his favourites and black and white radha’s.
“ye le pehen ke dekh le” kishore gave the bra to radha even as he saw radha feeding the baby in front of mauji. Today the other boob was also out. Things were getting hotter and more open, kishore realized.
“arre wah ! silk wali hai lagta hai !” radha cooed on seeing the first black bra. She started unbuttoning her blouse and threw it aside innocently. Mauji-- “sach muoch bahut bari ho gaye hai tumhara mommem (boobs).” Very sson her bra was out and she was putting on her new black bra. Since mauji was sitting near her she looked at him “papa hook laga do na!” she said as she took out her nipple from the baby’s mouth and put her boob carefully in the bra cup.
Mauji hooked it slowly. Kishore felt he was staring at her bare back. “dekh kar aati hun” Radha ran to her room.
Both father and son were waiting eagerly for Radha to come out. She was pushing her boobs and adjusting them as she came out. The sight of a sexy young woman in her tight petticoat and wearing a flimsy bra could have knocked out even a young child. Here were two men with tight cocks trying to tear through their clothes.
“Ye to bahut badiya hai ! Chhoti bhi aur comfortable bhi hai.” She stood in front of them and turned both ways so they could see clearly. Her mangoes were spilling out from the sides. The centre had only a small hook like thing. Hardly 30% of her boobs were inside. It seems the bra was just for covering the nipples and showing them through the netted cloth.
.”Bahu to issko thoda tight pehen ke dekh, shayad ye thodi loose hai” mauji suggested having noticed that she had put on the first hook. And wearing it tighter will mean accentuating her mangoes much more.
“Theek Hai. Ab dusri aise pehenti hun” Radha removed the black bra and bent down to take the other skin colored bra. Kishore saw her boobs hanging like two huge bells. He wanted to grab them but controlled his urge.
Radha put on the skin color bra and went to kishore. “issko bund karo na”. Kishore couldn’t control now. “Aa yahan baith” Kishore invited her on his laps. Radha glanced at his rock hard cock in his pants.
Radha sat on his laps even as kishore pulled the straps closer. “Uiiii…dheere…” Radha whimpered and intentionally slid back on his tight cock. She adjusted her ass crack on his cock.
“Ruk, main adjust karta hun” Kishore wanted to use this chance to the max possible. He thrust his arms around her and put his thumbs in the cloth to rubher nipple. On the pretext of putting on the cloth properly over her nipples he pinched them to his hearts content.
“Papa main issme kaisi dikhti hun?” Radha enquired. “Bahu tu to hai hi sundar. Iss bra me to tu aur khil gayi hai. Lekin tere jaisi khubsurat aurat ke liye bra ki bhi jarurat nahi. Kyon kishore?” Mauji was ogling at her huge boobs and nipples openly.
“haan pitaji”kishore also could not take his eyes off her boobs now.
“papa ! aap kitne achchhe hain !” Radha murmured and bent down to kiss him on his cheeks. Mauji took the kiss then caught her face and put his lips to hers. The duo French kissed for a few seconds.
Kishore felt cheated and left out “Mujhe kiss nahi?” he glared at radha. “Aap ko to pura hak hai” Radha chirped and sat on his laps. They put their tongues together and kishore’s hand involuntarily went on her boobs.
Kish—“tumhara chuchi doodh sa bhara huwo hai”. Radha—‘ to kya hu woya ap aur papa hai na kali kar na ka liya”.
Kisho—“kya papa ko bhi……”
Radha—“haaan ,kya papa mere doodh nahi pi shakta hai”
Kishore quit..
Mauji –per bahu mei chal ta hu
Radha—“kya papa aap ko mera doodh nahi pina.
Mauji—thik hi meri bahu..
Radha again take off the bar…and display her milky big chuchi s.
Radha—aaye na papa ,kishore meri 1-1 nipples choose na……..
Both saw each other and go towards boobs.
And showly placed their mouth on nipplies.
They both sucked nipples ,milk sweetly came out in their mouth.
Radha—aaaaaha papa mujha bahut acha lag raha hai.
She placed her both hand in their head and forced her head on boobs.
After some time they both such milk hardly form boobs.
Mauji—aaaa huuummmmmmmmm aaaaaaaa……………
Kishore…. Mummmmmmmmmmmm
After some time mauji
Mauji was unable to control his erection at this open sex display. He went to his room to masturbate.
Kishore and radha were kissing each other for long. The bra lay somewhere…..
Today they crossed one more limit.
Shewas still holding the sari above her pussy. She walked out without looking at Kishore, displaying her light pubic hairs. She acted shocked and shy on seeing Kishore staring at her when she looked up. She let her sari down and ran out with a shy smile.
“subah sari pehanne me badi taklif hoti hai. Upar se ye garmi.” Radha complained next morning, knowing that kishore was awake and listening under the bedsheet. “papa to so rahe hain. Aap aise hi chali jao na.” Shalu suggested as she came in with the broom.
“haan thik hai. Waise mere papa hi to hain wo.” Radha smiled at shalu and went out. She unhooked the top two buttons as she crossed mauji’s room. Mauji was aware of her morning routine. He ran out behind her.
“Wah ! aaj to nangi aai he meri bahu” Mauji spoke in delight as he caught her boobs and kissed them. They kissed and pressed each others private parts for five minutes. Mauji ran out then and ewnt back to his room as was his routine.
Shalu in the meantime raised her sari like yesterday and went and stood near Kishore’s bed. Kishore felt her coming near. He took off the bedsheet and was shocked at the pubic triangle hardly two feet away from his eyes. He fainted.
Shalu ran to the kitchen and told radha what had happened. Radha laughed at her simple husband’s plight.
Third day Shalu went near him and shook him. Kishore saw her pussy and pulled her arm. Shalu was waiting for this. She fell on top of him. He body fully over his. Her chest on his. Her pussy pressing his hard on. Her thighs touching his.
Kishore got worried at this. “Koi aa gaya to?” he whispered. Shalu went and closed the door. “Radha dekhegi to kya bolegi? Darwaza khol.” Kishore whispered. “Darpok ho ! radha didi ko main samjha dungi. Aap sone ki acting karna” Shalu walked to the other end of the bed and pulled up her sari and petticoat. She slept on the opposite side and opened her legs. She opened her pussy hole with her fingers and smiled seductively at kishore. “daroge to iss se chook jaoge” shalu dared him.
Kishore saw her pussy with the thin hairs. He saw the big clit erect and waiting. The hole seemed bigger than his wife’s (actually he was wrong). Shalu fingered her pussy and caressed her pubic area with the other hand like a whore. “Nahi karna?” She dared him again.
Kishore had never done that before with anybody other than radha, but then he was a man. He went on his knees and started licking her hole. Shalu was ecstatic at this. She pulled his head into her hole.
Very soon he was nude and pumping shalu. Shalu let him do it as per his wish. Kishore pumped hard and fast storkes to get a climax fast as he was afraid radha may come in any time. He ejaculated in her soon and put on his clothes. “Chal uth aur apna kaam kar” kishore whispered as he went and opened the door. Luckily radha was still in the kitchen as he peeped out.
Shalu ab ek bari randi ban gayi. Kishore in the morning. Ram in the afternoon. Some fun with Maya during the day. The ever hungry cock of abhay in the evening. Finally the semi erect cock of ranjit, her drunk husband at night. She was loving all the attention and the extra money and gifts from her lovers. Also the various positions her different lovers taught her to fuck in. Still she longed for the threesome. She badly wanted it now. The single man fuck was getting a bit boring. She longed for spice.
Radha in the meantime put her plan in second gear. She entered their room when shalu was being humped in doggy style.shalu –“aaaaha chodo mujha jor sa aaa jalde karo nahi to koye aajaya ga.” Then kishore –“aaa ooooo …koyi nahi aaye go mera jaan bas tum maza lata raho “ . radha intered ..Radha—“ kya ho raha hai yahi per “ . kishore –“ kuch nahi bas haaaaaa” . She ran out when Kishore saw her.
They had a quarrel over his unfaithfulness after shalu had gone. Kishore pleaded and fell on her feet. Radha acted very angry and sad but deep within she was happy.“Thik hai. Main samajhti hun aapki pyaas. Lekin please papa ko pata nahi chalne dena.” She pleaded. “Jaisa tu kahegi main karunga radha” Kishore kissed her lovingly, happy at this turn of events.
Now the next step !. Radha started going about within the house in her petticoat and blouse. Kishore did not have the guts to stop her.
Now she would feed the baby sitting on the sofa in her tight petticoat and blouse. There was now no sari to hide the big melon as she openely pulled up her bra and blouse and brought out the melon. Nothing to hide as she took the nipple in her fingers and thrust it in the baby’s mouth. Both father and soon would ogle at her bare breast and her lovely nipple.
But slowly he saw that her petticoat was also now getting tied an inch below her navel. “Radha, aise kapde mat pehna kar. Papa kya sochenge?” Kishore finally said it one day. “To kya hua? Mere bhi to papa hain?” radha replied without any hesitation. Kishore kept quiet. Didn’t have the guts to tell her about the baby feeding routine as he knew what her answer would be.
“Dekh tere liye kya laya” Mauji took out the gold ear rings and gave them to Radha. Radha sqeauled in delight “Papa, thanks !” and she hugged him and kissed him on his cheeks even as kishore felt odd at this display. But then he had this guilt of fucking shalu.
Slowly radha started increasing her display of affection for mauji in front of kishore. He saw them sitting stuck together with mauji’s hand around her shoulder. Sometimes he saw them in an embrace in the kitchen.
“Kya ho raha hai?” Kishore asked meekly when he saw Radha and mauji doing a french kiss on the sofa. “papa mujhe sikha rahe hain european kiss karna” radha giggled as she put her lips on his again and their tongues fucked in front of kishore.
Kishore was helpless.
Next day when Shalu came in radha did not go out. “Tu kitchen me jaa na” kishore pleaded. “Aap karo na. mujhe to pata hi hai. Main naha kaar aati hun.” Radha said as she went into the bathroom.
Kishore was wondering what to do. But shalu knew what to do. They were entangled and nude very soon. Suddenly radha came out when Shalu was riding on top of Kishore.shul—“ aaah a aiiiiii maa aaj to bahut maza aaraha chodwona me”…. . . “Kaisi kharab aurat hai tu to” Radha gave a cunning smile to shalu and threw away her towel. She went to Kishore and offered her nipple. Radhi---“ye lo jaana man ,shalu kya tumha pyra kar rah age.”.. Shalu was delighted at this. She jumped harder as kishore suckled radha.
Kishore loved the little threesome they had.”Kal se hum teeno karenge?” kishore asked radha tentatively. “soch ke bataungi” radha kept the field open without committing !
That day Kishore saw mauji holding her from behind as she cooked in the kitchen. “Meri pyari bahu kya bana rahi hai aaj?” Mauji asked loudly when they felt kishore was at the kitchen door. He put his finger in her navel as radha replied “Pakode talungi aaj to sab ke liye”. Kishore somehow liked the sight of his father’s cock grinding into his wife’s ass.
“mere liye aalu ke bana dena” kishore spoke as he went in. Mauji and radha made no attempt to separate. “sabke liye alag alag nahi banaungi. Jo milega kha lena.” Radha replied as she continued with her work
“mere beta ki ichchha puri karna tera farz hai bahu” mauji pushed her right melon tightly from below with his left hand as he played with her navel with his right finger. Kishore could now see the whole show. He saw her top three buttons open. Her boobs were on the fully of jumping out when Mauji pushed them. Her black bra tried to hold them together even as her blouse flaps parted to show her bra.
“papa ! aap hamesha inki side lete hain. Apni bahu se aapko bilkul pyar nahi hai.” Radha complained mockingly. “Aisa nahi hai bahu ! tu to naraz ho gai. Mujhe tu bhi utni hi pyari hai” Mauji now pinched her left cheek lightly and caressed it slowly even as his forearm pressed her big boob hard. Kishore went on fire at this sexy show. Not knowing what to do he walked out saying “jaldi karna” .
Radha turned back and embraced mauji tightly as soon as Kishore went out. But kishore wanted to see it once again. He went back a few steps and peeped in. On seeing his wife being squeezed by his father in a tight embrace he got another shock. Radha saw him with the corner of her eyes “Papa ! ab aap jao. Kissing ka lesson baad me dena” She said as she separated from mauji and gave him a hint with her eyes.
That night, as usual, Radha went to the kitchen to take a glass of water after kishore had fucked her. What surprised kishore was that she went out in her bra. Her petticoat was almost ready to fall off her sexy ass. It was tied just high enough to cover her pubes.
Kishore knew now who it was for. But he wanted to see it himself. He went slowly behind her. Mauji was already in the kitchen. Mauji saw kishore’s shadow as radha came near him. “meri pyari bahu! Teri bra kitni tight ho gai hai. Kal nai le aana kishore ki dukaan se, Good night” mauji kissed her on her cheeks and gave a hint to radha with his eyes.
He walked out even as radha acted innocent and took water without turning to look at mauji and kishore.
“Papa keh rahe the meri bra bahut tight lagti hai. Aap kale k size badi le aao na dukaan se” radha cajoled kishore in the bed.
Kishore wondered what to do? Finally he decided to take the silk bra with see through meshed cloth in front. Skin and pink color were his favourites and black and white radha’s.
“ye le pehen ke dekh le” kishore gave the bra to radha even as he saw radha feeding the baby in front of mauji. Today the other boob was also out. Things were getting hotter and more open, kishore realized.
“arre wah ! silk wali hai lagta hai !” radha cooed on seeing the first black bra. She started unbuttoning her blouse and threw it aside innocently. Mauji-- “sach muoch bahut bari ho gaye hai tumhara mommem (boobs).” Very sson her bra was out and she was putting on her new black bra. Since mauji was sitting near her she looked at him “papa hook laga do na!” she said as she took out her nipple from the baby’s mouth and put her boob carefully in the bra cup.
Mauji hooked it slowly. Kishore felt he was staring at her bare back. “dekh kar aati hun” Radha ran to her room.
Both father and son were waiting eagerly for Radha to come out. She was pushing her boobs and adjusting them as she came out. The sight of a sexy young woman in her tight petticoat and wearing a flimsy bra could have knocked out even a young child. Here were two men with tight cocks trying to tear through their clothes.
“Ye to bahut badiya hai ! Chhoti bhi aur comfortable bhi hai.” She stood in front of them and turned both ways so they could see clearly. Her mangoes were spilling out from the sides. The centre had only a small hook like thing. Hardly 30% of her boobs were inside. It seems the bra was just for covering the nipples and showing them through the netted cloth.
.”Bahu to issko thoda tight pehen ke dekh, shayad ye thodi loose hai” mauji suggested having noticed that she had put on the first hook. And wearing it tighter will mean accentuating her mangoes much more.
“Theek Hai. Ab dusri aise pehenti hun” Radha removed the black bra and bent down to take the other skin colored bra. Kishore saw her boobs hanging like two huge bells. He wanted to grab them but controlled his urge.
Radha put on the skin color bra and went to kishore. “issko bund karo na”. Kishore couldn’t control now. “Aa yahan baith” Kishore invited her on his laps. Radha glanced at his rock hard cock in his pants.
Radha sat on his laps even as kishore pulled the straps closer. “Uiiii…dheere…” Radha whimpered and intentionally slid back on his tight cock. She adjusted her ass crack on his cock.
“Ruk, main adjust karta hun” Kishore wanted to use this chance to the max possible. He thrust his arms around her and put his thumbs in the cloth to rubher nipple. On the pretext of putting on the cloth properly over her nipples he pinched them to his hearts content.
“Papa main issme kaisi dikhti hun?” Radha enquired. “Bahu tu to hai hi sundar. Iss bra me to tu aur khil gayi hai. Lekin tere jaisi khubsurat aurat ke liye bra ki bhi jarurat nahi. Kyon kishore?” Mauji was ogling at her huge boobs and nipples openly.
“haan pitaji”kishore also could not take his eyes off her boobs now.
“papa ! aap kitne achchhe hain !” Radha murmured and bent down to kiss him on his cheeks. Mauji took the kiss then caught her face and put his lips to hers. The duo French kissed for a few seconds.
Kishore felt cheated and left out “Mujhe kiss nahi?” he glared at radha. “Aap ko to pura hak hai” Radha chirped and sat on his laps. They put their tongues together and kishore’s hand involuntarily went on her boobs.
Kish—“tumhara chuchi doodh sa bhara huwo hai”. Radha—‘ to kya hu woya ap aur papa hai na kali kar na ka liya”.
Kisho—“kya papa ko bhi……”
Radha—“haaan ,kya papa mere doodh nahi pi shakta hai”
Kishore quit..
Mauji –per bahu mei chal ta hu
Radha—“kya papa aap ko mera doodh nahi pina.
Mauji—thik hi meri bahu..
Radha again take off the bar…and display her milky big chuchi s.
Radha—aaye na papa ,kishore meri 1-1 nipples choose na……..
Both saw each other and go towards boobs.
And showly placed their mouth on nipplies.
They both sucked nipples ,milk sweetly came out in their mouth.
Radha—aaaaaha papa mujha bahut acha lag raha hai.
She placed her both hand in their head and forced her head on boobs.
After some time they both such milk hardly form boobs.
Mauji—aaaa huuummmmmmmmm aaaaaaaa……………
Kishore…. Mummmmmmmmmmmm
After some time mauji
Mauji was unable to control his erection at this open sex display. He went to his room to masturbate.
Kishore and radha were kissing each other for long. The bra lay somewhere…..
Today they crossed one more limit.
ENJOY THE LIFE AS IT COMES 
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