Adultery Rashleela In Lockdown

[JACKY_451]

Part-4
Slurp slurp  . .... sapsap ... Mohan started licking his beautiful Bengali Maijis pussy and asshole. Mohan pushed all the spit that was  in his mouth while sleeping in the womb of Goddess Premila. He turned his tongue all over her pussy and punched the spit everywhere. He started sucking the whole vagina by biting it with his teeth, his tongue reached to her asshole.

In extreme excitement, Pramila Devi sometimes pressed her own boobs sometimes with her swyain hips she rubbed more her pussy on Mohan's face. The mild cold moaning began to accompany with all these. Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ....
Premila Devi's emaciated lower body became wet with the saliva of the worker's mouth and her own pussy juice.

-Tell me? Want to fuck? Tell Mohan, tell me? Tell me, will you fuck me?
Premila Devi said rubbing her pussy on Mohan's face lifting her ass like a naughty Arabic girl.
The day laborer's rough tongue began to penetrate her sophisticated anus again and again due to the hard sucking.

-- Yes, yes, of course! I will fuck very hard. I will make your pussy loose completely. I can fuck very well Maiji. I'll fuck you whole night. Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm ...
Mohan said while eating sweet dish of pramila Devi's pussy, he fell in love with Premila Devi's sweet ice-cream like pussy.

His cock was then fully its largest form, sidening his lungi it raising its head towards the sky like the Eiffel Tower. Slightly flat, the sword-like dick is looking forward to get the taste of the Of the 'raman-ras'  of his Maijis  vagina.

With her feet on the bed on either side of Mohan's body, Pramila Devi walked backwards like a bitch, raising her ass in a Squatting position, and sat down on top of that erect cock of Mohan.

Holding the huge dick in her hand, she thought for a second. Then,  leaving the head of that black snake in the mouth of her pussy cave, With the weight of both hands on Mohan's chest the hair of her spread on his face, she slightly ordered ," fuck me now..."


Pramila Devi's hold her tightly by the ass and gave her a hard stroke with all his might.

-"Weeeee ... maaaaahhhh ...!" Premila devi moaned.
A drop of her pussy juice  fell on Mohan's bed. With a sound of 'fachhhh' the filthy, sticky, huge Uttar Pradeshi cock burried into the chaste women Pramila Devi's  secret innermost part of the uterus.

Biting her lips  somehow she managed to cope with the first blow of intense pain. Gradually, she started feeling good of that big cock inside her.

Mohan started fucking hard from down, Pramila Devi also started shaking her belly, shaking her tits and fucking her illegal lover. In the second half of the night, a room of an decent ***** family was engulfed in immoral prostitution.

Another pair of eyes witnessed the whole drama.

As he was leaving the room to fetch water from the fridge, Santu stopped and saw his mother standing in front of the painter Mohan's room. He saw how his mother  opened the door a little and   was rubbing her pussy by seeing something inside Mohan uncle's room. With a strange shame and excitement, his cock also became hard in his pants. Then he saw his mother running towards his parents bedroom. Thought there would be a lot of fucking between their parents today, as his  mother become so hot today. But after a while he was surprised and heard a quarrel from their bedroom. Standing outside the door of the parents' bedroom, he heard his mother's cry.
Then, at the sound of opening the latch, he came back to his room in a panic. At the sound of footsteps, the heart stopped beating and she felt that her mother had passed in front of her room and walked towards Mohan uncle's room.

Santu looked at his watch. It is a quarter to one. What does mom need from the helpless worker at this time? As soon as he remembered a possibility, his chest heaved with fear. There is only one thing that he can give. .

Will his mother give everything today to this unknown painter ? Will the events in the sex story be true in front of his eyes in his own home? Did his mother came to Mohan's room to be fucked behind his father? The sound of the hammer in the chest was getting faster and faster. Santu soaked his dry throat with a sip of water. Then very carefully he opened his door, waking a little looked around ,he  entered Mohan's room silently.

As soon as he reached the door, his limbs became stiff. He heard her mother waking up the painter whispering, telling the sleeping  man to suck her boobs. Santu stood behind the door and waited.

What to do? He don't have the courage to do anything.
At one point in the darkness, he realized that Mohan had woken up, and his mother, being 'naked mohini',  urging mohan to take her. He heard the sound of eating the genitals of both of them, he realized that his mother was sticking .

He heard his mother's sexually-obscene conversation with the man, a conspiracy to deceive his father. In no moment Santus' dick became stiff . In his eyes, his mother had gone down a lot. Not a goddess of the temple of reverence, she has brought herself down to a very low level, has become a commodity of the common man. She has become a very ordinary woman. He recognized a secret dirty side of his mother. It is understood that his revered mother is a sensual woman.
Santu entered Mohan's dark room with a lot of courage in his mind.

Santu's young eyesight is much better than his mother's. After a while in the light of the little moon that came over the curtain, his eyes eyes become familiar with the darkness. And then he saw that horrible scene. His mother is completely naked, sitting on the waist of the worker who took shelter in their house. The man lying on his back, pressed both hands against the bed, lifting big plumpy ass her mother is fucking him. Leaning forward, she inserted her tongue in his dirty mouth and kissed her, eating his dirty black thick lips.  Like or Brazen woman , she took her hand and put them on her tits asking him to press them.   his muscular hands twisting his mother's boobs as if trying to squeeze out all the juices .  Mother's nightie is tangled with Mohan's lungi on the side of the bed, .

On the mattress cum bed , leaves on the floor, two rejoicing human bodies seem to have gone beyond their limitations  at 'Madandeva's'  will for tonight.

The world around Santu shook. With an unknown difficulty, his eyes twisted and his eyes filled with water. Santu never thought of his mother in a nightmare with anyone but his father.
It seemed as if his mother had gone so far,  she had gone so so far from them at this moment.

His mother is now showering her all caress to this unknown angry looking dirty man.  The nerves in his head became incoherent and he started thinking about how to get his mother back by establishing his rights...

Santu himself does not know where the infinite courage came from. It maybe became possible because the value of his mom has come down to the lower level to him lately? Or is this recklessness is the result of reading those dirty sex stories? Or he became mad  sitting at home in lockdown? In fact, the incident happened, maybe all this is a combination. There was a anger on mom as well. Mohan didn't force her, his Sati savitri mother came to  Mohan's room by herself like a thief in the middle of the night. Santu saw it with his own eyes.

Shh! His mother is a woman of such character behind the chastity? What will his friends think if they ever came to know about this? How much will they make fun of him? People around them also make fun of their family! Santur's fist became stiff with anger .

Another deep stream of dissatisfaction had been flowing for a long time through the secret riverbed of Santu's mind. He has never been able to make love as he had no gf , he does not have the courage to go to the prostitutes. Listening from friends and reading sex stories he satisfied his bodily needs by himself so far . Couldn't even understand when the anger of not getting any physical intercourse has become a frozen mountain in his mind. Today, that anger broke all the dams of the society, all the fake rules and regulations and flooded the banks of the river of this so called society.

Naked Premila Devi then leaps on Mohan's cock and says,

- Fuck me. Fuck me harder and deeper! Tear my pussy with your huge cock mohan. Make me your 'Randy' today! Oooohhhhhhhhhhhh....Mooooohhhaaaannn....fuck ....yeahh....uff ...yes.. yes....

- yes Maiji, yeahh I will fuck you more harder .... I'll fuck your brain out Maiji....sali  .... I will loosen your tight pussy today. Do you want to become Randy? Then take it Randy! Whore! Bitch....sali Randy! Fuck....fuck .....maiji !

Mohan also began to stroke Premila Devi from down.

- Yes, Mohan, yes, yes ...! Right there! Harder, harder. Ooohhhh ... what happiness are you giving, your babuji never gave this pleasure to me. Oh, magohahhh, what  a big you have! It feel like it will tear me from inside. Fuck your babuji , tear me... Give my puss  full blow mohan. Punish my cunt with your cock Mohan. Punish her. Uiiiiimmmahhh


Murmuring all these chastity wife Pramila Devi  started stroking the middle-aged worker by lifting her white soft ass. In the excitement, with her trembling uterus, water came to the base of her vagina .  The sound of the painter's pounding to the soft housewife's plumpy pussy stared making 'thap....thap...thap..' sound and it filled the whole room.

Neither of the two lustful body noticed the presence of another third person in the room.  Couldn't see anyone standing in the dark just three feet away from their sexstarved naked bodies.  standing right behind the 'Sati Lakshmi' pramila devi and lustful worker mohan, he is shaking his dick vigorously, seeing the illegitimate affairs of them.

Santu had been watching his mother being a midnight slut for so long. He was holding his dick in one hand, twisting it in helpless rage. This time he could not handle himself. Hearing his mother's last words, all the fears of the regime disappeared.

He seems that his mother is the jewel of this house, how can this very poor dirty man get the right to punish his mother? In the absence of the father, it is his responsibility to punish his mother. Like a ghost, in the attraction of an invisible force , he stepped forward from his position to fulfill that responsibility. Still a shyness and fear began to pull Santu's legs back .no matter what, it's his mother!

It is not so easy to forget the thought of touching the mother's body with bad intentions, to deny the relationship of respect seen from birth. But pressing the trigger once is enough to get the bullet out. Someone pressed that trigger in Santu's head. The shots were fired without thinking about the consequences. Raising his trembling hand, Santu placed his hand on his mother's ass, his finger went and touched the hole of the naked Premila Devi's ass . He saw the hole of his mother's ass were slightly open and a little down  inside the pussy Mohan uncle's gigantic cock was going in and out in a restless manner.


An electric shock of thousands volt passes through his body