Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 5

Partly relieved but still alarmed she dbangd her saree
quickly around herself. Now she didn't have to worry
about perfection in attire since it was only Deen. Yet
the fact that she had allowed the grocer to fuck her
just s a little while ago coupled with the freshly
fucked feeling still coating her senses made the
housewife a wee bit guilty. She managed to wear the
saree quickly enough but couldn't prevent the wetness
around her crotch to once again form a sticky patch
out in front. She opened the door to let Deen in. He
said that his afternoon classes were cancelled and he
had no mood to go to the library.
Walking in, Deen looked quizzically at his Mom. She
looked different.Her hair was dishevelled and her
saree looked rumpled in a peculiar manner. Her scanty
blouse was wet with sweat. If it wasn't for the glow
on her face, he would have presumed that she was
sweating from her kitchen work. As she walked towards
the couch in the living room, he noticed the languid
movements of her hips and the slow roll of her hips.
The sway was slower but sexier. It was an
indescribable sight but she looked different. Suddenly
he noticed the damp patch around her crotch on the
transparent saree.It looked so provocative, just below
her rich bush. Manya noticed where her son was
looking, but it was too late to amend things. In a bid
to make the atmosphere more casual, she spread her
thighs out and tried to relax on the couch. Her
posture became rather lewd for her teenaged son and he
began to experience the familiar stirring in his loins
which looking at his sexy mother for more than a
minute always produced. At this stage Manya asked her
son to take a bath so that they could lunch together.
Deen proceeded rather thankfully to the bathroom, glad
that he could hide his arousal.
Manya was still lying in that obscene pose on the
couch when she heard the main door open slightly. She
had forgotten to lock it after Deen's arrival. It
opened wider and in came the grocer. She panicked and
hissed at him to go away, pointing at the bathroom
where her son was bathing. But he had not come to
leave. Not long after he left Manya, he began to
reminisce over the morning's astounding developments,
especially the ease with which he could enter Manya's
hot pussy. Soon his thoughts led to a bursting hard on
and he felt the time was still convenient enough for
anoher go at the gorgeous piece of ass, who would be
doing nothing else but masturbating away anyway,
according to him. So off he rushed to get his pussy.

When he neared her, Manya whispered frantically to him
that her son was around. Not giving a damn, he
motioned for her to turn over, unzipping his trousers
in the same motion. Strangely, Manya felt herself
obeying him, while she was still gesticulating towards
the bathroom door where Deen was. With strong and
silent efficiency, he once again gripped her
voluptuous hips and shook her like a doll. Manya's
body throbbed with renewed lust and her pussy started
dripping in record time. The risk in the situation was
obscured by the heat of his manhood pressing against
her already naked ass. He had merely hiked her saree
up and thrust his dick right into her willing and wet
cunt. The pumping began instantaneously and her cunt
muscles started clasping his dick in greed, milking it
to new heights of passion. She could still hear the
shower and so could the grocer. He ploughd mercilessly
into her in the same bitch posture. She cried and
sobbed to herself out of sheer lust and ecstasy. Her
body responded like a bud opening out and very soon,
he splattered a rich dose of seed deep inside her
loins. She absorbed every drop of his lovable cum and
revelled in the sudden and explosive climax which the
illicit encounter produced. In record speed, the
grocer again zipped up and hissed a quick good bye. By
the time, she moved from bitch postur to normal
posture, he had sped off, leaving her gasping in
pleasure and absolute wonder that she had been fucked
twice in no time. Again she didn't even see the dick
that gave her so much joy.But more exciting was the
thought that her son was right in the next room, but
didn't know about it. How wrong she was. Deen had seen
it. And it took sometime for him to emerge from the
bathroom. After all 2 jerk offs in ten minutes need
some time for recovery