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[suthas]

The Employee`s Mother and Wife

When I came from the office to my home, I saw a mature woman with a servant in the gate. When I parked the car, the woman came and said me, "Sir, I'm the mother of Sikandar and I request that you would meet me for a while."

I looked at her from head to toe. She was still a vision of beauty and sensuality at that age. She was a little short heightwise, voluptuous, tanned and had curves in all the right places. Her body was slightly rounded, a little plump. She had a very beautiful and exotic face. If her face gave her beauty, it was her body that gave her sensuality. She had wide hips and a perfect ass. Her upper body was blessed with a pair of magnificent breasts, which, despite her age, showed no hint of sag.

I said, "I'm sorry, Sikandar's chapter has been closed."

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