Misc. Erotica Struggles of Beautiful Tribal Moms among Forest Guards(COMPLETED)By Novelist Casanova

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 “Mmmmm… I knew you loved me, Leela,” he said.  “Did anyone enjoy you other than your husband and me?” he asked and held my mom’s petticoat knot and was trying to undo my mom petticoat knot and quickly mom caught his hand.  She knew that he was going to make love to her now, “Sir, before you remove my petticoat, I want you to promise me that you will not harm my husband,” my mom said.  “Leela, take your hands off, I have promised you already,” the Inspector said.  “No Sir, I am going to let me have you unless and until you promise me again that you will not harm my husband,” my mom said this time in a strict tone.  “Leela, your husband tried to kill an Inspector, and do you think the forest guard Department is going to forgive him, if not me?” he said.  “I don’t know about your forest guard Department, I know it is all in your hands, you have to forgive my husband, only then you can have me,” my mom said.  “Can I punish him for trying to kill me, just for one day?” he said.  “I saved your life and you want to punish my husband for that?  I could have left you to die here,” my mom said.  “Alright, Leela, alright… What is the deal?” the Inspector said, taking his hands off my mom’s petticoat nada.  “Simple, if you forgive my husband and promise me that you won’t harm him directly or indirectly, I am gonna let you have me now,” my mom said.  “If you promise me that, I am gonna cooperate with you,” my mom said and held his cock gently.  Clearly my mom was teasing him and he had already fallen for my mom.  “Mmmmmmm… Leela…  What kind of a black mail is this, and you are making me weak,” he moaned.  “All I want is a promise from you,” my mom said in a horny tone taking her lips close to his lips, parallelly fondling his already erect cock.  “I Promise… I will not harm your husband,” the Inspector said and grabbed my mom’s petticoat nada again.  “Can I trust you?” my mom asked, placing her left hand on his hands which were grabbing my mom’s petticoat nada.  “Leela… for the love I have for you, you should be trusting me blindly,” he said in a defeated tone.  My mom seemed melted, “I trust you, Sir,” my mom said and took her hands off his hands and let him undo my mom’s petticoat knot.