Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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“My God, the more I kiss your lips, the sweeter your lips are getting, Sathya,” he said looking at my mom with a smile.  My mom smiled back, biting her lower lips and this time she herself pulled his face close to her lips with her left hand, “enjoy yourself,” she said and started kissing his lips and stroking his cock with her right hand.  “Sathya, I am too excited now, can you remove your panties for me?” he asked, breaking the kiss and forcibly taking my mom’s hand off his cock which was stroking his cock a little too much.  “I am feeling a bit shy to remove my panties for you, that I have to be honest, but I like you Sir, I will do anything for you, and I am gonna remove my panties for you,” my mom said and started lifting her white petticoat and began inserting her hands inside and started grabbing her coffee brown panties and began removing her panties.  The moment my mom got off her panties and try to to throw her panties over her yellow saree, yellow blouse, and white bra, the cameraman took it from her hand, and started sniffing my mom’s panties, “sir, it's dirty, throw it away,” as my mom whispered and tried to grab her panties from him.  “Mmmmmm….. It's wet, Sathya..!! Your panties are wet.. You were not lying when you told me you like me very much, or else your pussy wouldn’t have gotten wet like this,” the cameraman said and looked at my mom, “thank you so much, Sathya,” he said and started hugging my mom.  “I don’t lie, sir,” my mom exclaimed and started hugging him back with her arms around his neck.  “Mmmmmmm…. I like you so much, Sir,” my mom moaned and began kissing his cheek and ear.  “Mmmmmmm…. Let's do it, Sathya,” the cameraman said and carried my mom and placed her gently on the Chatai mat with her head resting on her yellow saree.