Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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As Shiva left, as a result of Shiva grabbing my mom’s ass cheeks over her saree, and trying to lift her saree along with her pallu to see her panties, and even hugging my mom, my mom’s saree looked crushed and in order to wear her saree properly, she started removing her saree to redbang it once again.  “Varun, where is your mom?” Raman, the guy who was going to marry my elder sister Shalu called, as I was standing next to the window and watching my mom removing her saree.  As I was quiet, he came towards me and saw my mom removing her saree and was only in her red blouse and red petticoat wearing her saree, “my god, what a woman..!” he exclaimed and started scratching his cock over his dhoti watching my mom wear her saree.  I did not like the way he was lusting for my mom, as he was about to marry my elder sister Shalu and become her husband.  “Mom,” I called from the window, Raman hid himself.  “Varun?” my mom said wearing her saree completely.  “The Bridegroom is here to meet you,” as I said, my mom opened the door.  “Aunty, my parents want to talk to you, privately, shall I bring them here?” Raman asked.  “Sure, Raman,” my mom said and as Raman left to bring his parents, my mom sent me to bring my dad.