Misc. Erotica Cumback Part 1 & 2 By Novelist Casanova (COMPLETED)

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After a long and tired flight to Canada, as we arrived at the Toronto Pearson International Airport, my wife was the only one in Saree, and she was feeling embarrassed.  As we came out of the Airport, Dayalan, wasting no time hugged my wife and carried her into his car and began lifting my wife’s saree and petticoat and removing my wife’s Black Panties, and he started making love to my wife.  Since he had to offer her pussy to him in exchange for our Canadian Visas, she was cooperating with him in his Car, in spite of being tired of flying for hours from India.  Since I was taking care of the kids I could not get near the Car and watch how the old man was enjoying my wife.  As time passed, my wife gave birth to our third son in Canada, and our kids began going to college, and things started to settle.



Though my mom was happily married and settled with Dayalan, and was taking good care of him, she started missing Ramagopalan.  Can’t really blame her, because, though Dayalan was married to my mom, he was crazy about my wife and even made her his Personal Secretary in his Office and was taking my wife everywhere he wanted and did anything he wanted with her.  As my mom began craving for sexual pleasure, Ramagopalan started talking to my mom over the phone from India.  Everytime I used to meet my mom at her house, she used to be fully on the phone, totally ignoring me.  She was clearly into Ramagopalan now, not just because she had promised him that she would let him have her pussy once, but also wanted him so bad because she was feeling lonely.  After spending months having phone sex with Ramagopalan, my mom came to my house and requested me to take me to India as she wanted to see my sister and her children.  I agreed and took mom to India.


The moment we landed at the Chennai International Airport, Ramagoplan himself came to pick us up in his car.  Though my mom and Ramagopalan were talking over the phone hours together, they were feeling shy to talk to each other and were staying quiet the whole time.  “Shall we go to our temple before we go to your daughter’s house, Sumathi?” as Ramagopalan asked, “your wish, Ramagopalan,” my mom said.  “Before that I need to take some shower,” as my mom said, “you are fine, Sumathi, looking stunning in this Saree,” the old man said.  “Which temple, Ramagopalan?  The one which you said belongs to your family where we went after the Party from your Resort?” as my mom said, “yes, Sumathi,” the old man said.