Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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“Wow..!!” the cameraman exclaimed and broke the kiss.  “This is great, Sathya, you are a good wife to me,” the cameraman said and smiled at my mom and started removing his shirt.  “Sathya, remove your saree for me, or shall I remove your saree?” the cameraman asked, removing his shirt completely.  “As you wish, sir,” my mom said.  “You remove your saree from me, Sathya, next time I will remove,” he said and my mom started removing her yellow saree watching and enjoying the cameraman drooling all over her body.  As my mom removed her yellow saree completely and placed it on the Chatai mat and stood only in her yellow blouse and white color panties.  “My God, look at you… Oh my God,” the cameraman was exclaiming and was circling my mom, roaming his hands all over my mom’s waist, ass cheeks, and resting them over my mom’s boobs over her yellow blouse.  “Wearing your bra inside, Sathya?” he asked.  “Yes, Sir,” as my mom said, “now I am gonna remove my wife’s blouse,” the cameraman said and started unhooking my mom’s yellow blouse, revealing her white colour bra she was wearing inside.  As the cameraman removed my mom’s yellow blouse off and threw my mom’s blouse on top of her saree, he immediately started kissing and sucking my mom’s neck, with his hands over my mom’s waist.  “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” as my mom started biting her lower lips and moaning, the cameraman took his hands off my mom’s waist and grabbed my mom’s white bra from the front and pulled them up making my mom’s boobs jiggle out and placing his hands over my mom’s waist again, he started sucking my mom’s boobs one after the other.  “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” my horny mom was moaning watching his lips suck her boobs.  “Look how my husband is enjoying sucking my boobs,” my mom said with a horny smile.  “My God, what an amazing taste your boobs have, Sathya, mmmmmmm,” he moaned and continued sucking my mom’s boobs, “mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” my mom was moaning and brushing the cameraman’s hair and began putting her hands behind and started removing her bra hooks and removed her white bra off completely and threw it on her yellow saree and blouse.  Taking his mouth off my mom’s boobs, going a step back, and looking at my mom’s my mom who was only in her white petticoat, and looked at my mom’s boobs, “my god, you are so perfect, Sathya,” the cameraman exclaimed and started wrapped his arms around my mom’s waist and started hugging my mom and my mom wrapped her arms around his neck and started hugging the cameraman back crushing her boobs against his chest.  For a moment the cameraman could not believe his luck that he was getting to romance a beauty like my mom and started hugging and carrying my mom all over the terrace, like a crazy man.  My mom was clearly enjoying the way he was crazy about her