23-08-2025, 09:08 PM
Her moans filled the room, shame and pleasure tangled in every sound.
Deepak's Dad’s breath grew harsher as his fingertip pressed harder at her tight little hole. Slowly, deliberately, he pushed his middle finger in, feeling her body clench around him.
“Ahhh… Sudha… it’s so tight… your asshole is swallowing my finger… god, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he groaned, his eyes fixed on the sight.
My Mom cried out in a sharp moan, her nails clutching the bedsheet.
“Aaaahhhhhh… Shivvaaa… nooo… it’s so shameful… mmmhh… why are you… talking like that…”
Her Ass kept arching back unconsciously, betraying her.
Deepak's Dad pushed his finger deeper, then slowly pulled out before sliding back in, his voice dripping with lust.
“It grips me so hard… like it doesn’t want to let go… My Mom, your asshole is a gem… only I get to see it like this.”
My Mom’s whole body shook as she moaned helplessly, “Mmmhhh… aahhhhhh… Shivvvaaa… ohhh… it’s too much… I can’t take it… mmmhhhhh…”
Deepak's Dad slowly twisted his hand, his middle finger still buried inside her asshole. With a wicked grin, he pressed his ring finger against her tight rim and began forcing it in.
“Ahhh… look at this, Sudha… your asshole is opening for me… two fingers now… so damn tight…” he growled, watching her body tremble.
My Mom let out a strangled moan, her Ass shaking as she tried to resist.
“Aaaahhhhhh… Shivvaa… nooo… don’t… it’s too much… I can’t take it… mmmhhh…”
But her hips kept lifting, offering herself to him, as if her body betrayed her words.
Deepak's Dad pushed both fingers deeper, scissoring them slightly to stretch her.
“Mmmhh… it’s hugging me… your asshole is so small, Sudha, but it’s eating my fingers greedily… tell me… do you like it when I take you here?”
My Mom, muffling her cry, her voice breaking.
“Aaaaahhh… mmmhhh… I… I don’t know… Shivvaaa… you’re making me… lose myself…”
Taking his finger out of My Mom’s asshole. “God, Sudha… your asshole looks so perfect, I can’t resist it,” he whispered hungrily. Before she could reply, his lips pressed against it, kissing softly at first, then more passionately, as though worshipping it.
My Mom’s body jerked with a sudden shiver, her thighs trembling. “Aahhh… ohhh Shivvaaa… it tickles… ahhh…mmmhh,” she moaned, her voice breaking with both shock and pleasure. Her hands flew to cover her face, embarrassed at how shameless the sound was.
Deepak's Dad didn’t let up, planting slow wet kisses all over her hole, circling it with his mouth as he spoke between kisses. “You’re so delicious here… so tight… I can feel you twitching for me, My Mom… do you know how sexy it is watching your asshole react to my mouth?”
“Nooo… don’t say that… ohhh… Shivvaaa… mmmmhhh… it feels… so strange… so good…” she moaned out helplessly, her voice trembling as the ticklish, electrifying sensation shot through her belly and down her thighs.
Deepak's Dad kissed harder, sucking her rim for a moment before pulling back just to watch it glisten. “Look at it, Sudha… your asshole is blushing for me. I’ll never forget this sight.”
Her toes curled against the table as another moan escaped her lips, “Aahhh Shivvaaa… stop saying such things… you’re making me lose myself…”
Deepak's Dad bent lower, his eyes fixed shamelessly on the little ring of My Mom’s asshole, spread so vulnerably open before him. His lips parted as his tongue slipped out, brushing across it slowly.
“Ahhh… Shivvaa… ohhh…” My Mom moaned loudly, her thighs trembling as she tried to close them but his strong hands kept them spread apart. Her body jerked, ticklish jolts rushing through her spine while waves of heat made her even wetter.
He licked her asshole again, slower, dragging his tongue in teasing circles before pressing right over her hole. “Mmm… Sudha… your asshole tastes yummy… and so addictive… like I could stay here forever,” he groaned against her flesh, his voice muffled.
“Deepak's Dada… don’t say that… it’s dirty…” she moaned, her face burning red with embarrassment while her body betrayed her with shudders of pleasure.
He flicked his tongue deeper, swirling over her tightness, then sucked hard, making her cry out. “Oooohhhhhh… ahhhhhh…” she moaned uncontrollably, her nails scratching at the table.
Deepak's Dad pulled back just enough to speak, his lips still wet from her. “Dirty? No, Sudha… it’s beautiful. Your asshole is pink, tight, and glistening… and the taste drives me insane. I love it.”
My Mom buried her face to the side, moaning louder, her voice trembling with shame and desire mixed together. “Ohhh… Shivvaa… stop saying that… I can’t take it… ahhh…”
Deepak's Dad’s mouth stayed fixed between her Ass, his tongue circling and stroking her tight little ring as My Mom gasped, “Ahhh… Deepak's Dadaa… ohhh… mmm…” Her fingers gripped the edge of the table, her body shivering under the strange mix of embarrassment and desire.
He licked deeper, flattening his tongue and then flicking it in sharp strokes, savoring every twitch her body gave. He pulled back just enough to speak against her, his lips brushing her hole as he murmured, “Sudha… your asshole tastes salty… musky… so damn addictive. I can’t stop licking you here.”
My Mom hid her face with one hand, her voice breaking into a helpless moan, “Shivvaaa… don’t say that… ahhh… I feel so dirty…”
But when his tongue darted inside again, she cried out, “Ohhh… mmm… ahhh…” her thighs quivering. Deepak's Dad chuckled wickedly, giving another long, wet lick. “Dirty? No, Sudha… it’s delicious… your asshole is my heaven… every taste is driving me mad.”
Her body arched, her Ass tightening in his hands as she groaned, “Ohhh… oh god… stop saying that… I can’t take it… ahhh…”
Deepak's Dad’s tongue pulled away from her asshole, his lips wet with her taste. His breath came ragged, chest heaving as he stared at My Mom’s trembling Ass spread open before him. His cock was throbbing painfully, too hard to resist any longer. He grabbed his cock and began inserting his cock inside inside her asshole.
“Sudha… I can’t control it anymore… I need to be inside you here…” he groaned, his voice thick with lust.
My Mom gasped and twisted her head back, eyes wide, her voice breaking into a desperate moan, “Shivvaaa… no… ohhh… it’s too much… my ass… ahhh…”
But the more she protested, the more her body betrayed her—her moans melted into whimpers of helpless pleasure as the swollen head of his cock pushed slowly past her tight ring.
Deepak's Dad gritted his teeth, holding her waist firm, “Fuck… Sudha… your asshole is gripping me so tight… oh god…” He pressed deeper, every inch making her shudder violently.
Her nails clawed at the table, her lips spilling raw cries, “Ahhh… ohhh… Shivvaaa… you’re inside… my ass… mmm… oh god… ahhh…”
His hips rocked, driving himself further until he was fully buried in her ass, their bodies shaking together in sinful heat.
Deepak's Dad couldn’t hold back anymore. He leaned forward, his chest lowering over My Mom’s body as his cock slid deep inside her tight asshole. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her close against him, his hips grinding as he buried himself again and again. His face came near hers, their eyes locking, his breath hot and uneven.
“Sudha… you don’t know what you’re doing to me… your asshole is driving me insane… it’s so tight, so perfect,” Deepak's Dad groaned, his voice raw with desire.
My Mom’s body trembled under him, her Ass tightening against his thrusts. Her lips parted helplessly, and she moaned, “Aahhh… Shivvaaa… ohhh… it feels… too much… ahhh…” Her moaning was mixed with embarrassment and uncontrollable pleasure, her cheeks burning red as his cock filled her in a way she had never felt before.
Deepak's Dad’s eyes stayed locked with hers, full of hunger and adoration as he whispered hoarsely, “Look at me, Sudha… I want to see your face while I love your asshole… I can feel every inch hugging me… ahh, I can’t stop… you’re mine here too…”
My Mom shuddered, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as she moaned louder, “Mmmhhhhh… Shivvaaa… don’t say that… ahhh… it’s… it’s making me weak…”
Her eyes fluttered closed as waves of pleasure overwhelmed her, her voice spilling in broken moans while his cock plunged deep inside her asshole, every movement drawing them closer together in raw, uncontrollable passion.
Deepak's Dad’s thrusts grew deeper, his chest rubbing against her back as he hugged her tight, his cock filling her asshole with each needy push. His breath was hot near her ear when he groaned, “Sudha … you love this, don’t you? You love being my whore.”
Her whole body trembled at the filthy word, her moan slipping out loud and helpless, “Aahhh… Shivvaaa… don’t call me that… mmmhhh… ohhh… but… I can’t stop…”
He tightened his grip around her waist, pushing harder, his eyes locked on her flushed face as he whispered again, “You’re my whore now… my beautiful whore… and I’ll never let this asshole of yours go.”
My Mom’s moaning grew louder, her lips quivering as she confessed between gasps, “Mmmmhhh… mmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm”
Deepak's Dad groaned deep, his rhythm wild, savoring every clench of her asshole around his cock, and kissed her shoulder while muttering filthily into her ear, “Tight… hot… perfect… you were made to be my whore, Sudha.”
Deepak's Dad’s body was grinding into her from behind, his cock sliding in and out of her asshole with a wet, needy rhythm. His voice came low and rough against her ear, “You’re my whore, Sudha… my dirty little whore…”
My Mom gasped, her fingers clutching the sheets, “N-no, Shivvaa… don’t call me that… I’m not…” Her voice broke with a moan as another thrust made her body shudder, “…ahhh… I’m not your whore…”
Deepak's Dad kissed her neck and growled, “You are… feel how your body loves it… only a whore moans like this when I take her asshole…”
Her lips trembled, eyes shut tight as if trying to resist, “No… I’m not… I… ahhh… mmmhhh…” Her words dissolved into gasps as the pleasure overpowered her.
Deepak's Dad kept pounding, his voice harsher, “Say it, Sudha. Say you’re my whore.”
At last, unable to hold back, her moans spilled out shamelessly, “Mmmmhh… yesss… I’m your whore, Shivvaa… your dirty whore… ahhh… don’t stop… I love it…”
Deepak's Dad bit her shoulder, triumphant, and thrust even deeper, groaning, “That’s it… my whore… my beautiful whore…”
Deepak's Dad’s breath grew harsher as his fingertip pressed harder at her tight little hole. Slowly, deliberately, he pushed his middle finger in, feeling her body clench around him.
“Ahhh… Sudha… it’s so tight… your asshole is swallowing my finger… god, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he groaned, his eyes fixed on the sight.
My Mom cried out in a sharp moan, her nails clutching the bedsheet.
“Aaaahhhhhh… Shivvaaa… nooo… it’s so shameful… mmmhh… why are you… talking like that…”
Her Ass kept arching back unconsciously, betraying her.
Deepak's Dad pushed his finger deeper, then slowly pulled out before sliding back in, his voice dripping with lust.
“It grips me so hard… like it doesn’t want to let go… My Mom, your asshole is a gem… only I get to see it like this.”
My Mom’s whole body shook as she moaned helplessly, “Mmmhhh… aahhhhhh… Shivvvaaa… ohhh… it’s too much… I can’t take it… mmmhhhhh…”
Deepak's Dad slowly twisted his hand, his middle finger still buried inside her asshole. With a wicked grin, he pressed his ring finger against her tight rim and began forcing it in.
“Ahhh… look at this, Sudha… your asshole is opening for me… two fingers now… so damn tight…” he growled, watching her body tremble.
My Mom let out a strangled moan, her Ass shaking as she tried to resist.
“Aaaahhhhhh… Shivvaa… nooo… don’t… it’s too much… I can’t take it… mmmhhh…”
But her hips kept lifting, offering herself to him, as if her body betrayed her words.
Deepak's Dad pushed both fingers deeper, scissoring them slightly to stretch her.
“Mmmhh… it’s hugging me… your asshole is so small, Sudha, but it’s eating my fingers greedily… tell me… do you like it when I take you here?”
My Mom, muffling her cry, her voice breaking.
“Aaaaahhh… mmmhhh… I… I don’t know… Shivvaaa… you’re making me… lose myself…”
Taking his finger out of My Mom’s asshole. “God, Sudha… your asshole looks so perfect, I can’t resist it,” he whispered hungrily. Before she could reply, his lips pressed against it, kissing softly at first, then more passionately, as though worshipping it.
My Mom’s body jerked with a sudden shiver, her thighs trembling. “Aahhh… ohhh Shivvaaa… it tickles… ahhh…mmmhh,” she moaned, her voice breaking with both shock and pleasure. Her hands flew to cover her face, embarrassed at how shameless the sound was.
Deepak's Dad didn’t let up, planting slow wet kisses all over her hole, circling it with his mouth as he spoke between kisses. “You’re so delicious here… so tight… I can feel you twitching for me, My Mom… do you know how sexy it is watching your asshole react to my mouth?”
“Nooo… don’t say that… ohhh… Shivvaaa… mmmmhhh… it feels… so strange… so good…” she moaned out helplessly, her voice trembling as the ticklish, electrifying sensation shot through her belly and down her thighs.
Deepak's Dad kissed harder, sucking her rim for a moment before pulling back just to watch it glisten. “Look at it, Sudha… your asshole is blushing for me. I’ll never forget this sight.”
Her toes curled against the table as another moan escaped her lips, “Aahhh Shivvaaa… stop saying such things… you’re making me lose myself…”
Deepak's Dad bent lower, his eyes fixed shamelessly on the little ring of My Mom’s asshole, spread so vulnerably open before him. His lips parted as his tongue slipped out, brushing across it slowly.
“Ahhh… Shivvaa… ohhh…” My Mom moaned loudly, her thighs trembling as she tried to close them but his strong hands kept them spread apart. Her body jerked, ticklish jolts rushing through her spine while waves of heat made her even wetter.
He licked her asshole again, slower, dragging his tongue in teasing circles before pressing right over her hole. “Mmm… Sudha… your asshole tastes yummy… and so addictive… like I could stay here forever,” he groaned against her flesh, his voice muffled.
“Deepak's Dada… don’t say that… it’s dirty…” she moaned, her face burning red with embarrassment while her body betrayed her with shudders of pleasure.
He flicked his tongue deeper, swirling over her tightness, then sucked hard, making her cry out. “Oooohhhhhh… ahhhhhh…” she moaned uncontrollably, her nails scratching at the table.
Deepak's Dad pulled back just enough to speak, his lips still wet from her. “Dirty? No, Sudha… it’s beautiful. Your asshole is pink, tight, and glistening… and the taste drives me insane. I love it.”
My Mom buried her face to the side, moaning louder, her voice trembling with shame and desire mixed together. “Ohhh… Shivvaa… stop saying that… I can’t take it… ahhh…”
Deepak's Dad’s mouth stayed fixed between her Ass, his tongue circling and stroking her tight little ring as My Mom gasped, “Ahhh… Deepak's Dadaa… ohhh… mmm…” Her fingers gripped the edge of the table, her body shivering under the strange mix of embarrassment and desire.
He licked deeper, flattening his tongue and then flicking it in sharp strokes, savoring every twitch her body gave. He pulled back just enough to speak against her, his lips brushing her hole as he murmured, “Sudha… your asshole tastes salty… musky… so damn addictive. I can’t stop licking you here.”
My Mom hid her face with one hand, her voice breaking into a helpless moan, “Shivvaaa… don’t say that… ahhh… I feel so dirty…”
But when his tongue darted inside again, she cried out, “Ohhh… mmm… ahhh…” her thighs quivering. Deepak's Dad chuckled wickedly, giving another long, wet lick. “Dirty? No, Sudha… it’s delicious… your asshole is my heaven… every taste is driving me mad.”
Her body arched, her Ass tightening in his hands as she groaned, “Ohhh… oh god… stop saying that… I can’t take it… ahhh…”
Deepak's Dad’s tongue pulled away from her asshole, his lips wet with her taste. His breath came ragged, chest heaving as he stared at My Mom’s trembling Ass spread open before him. His cock was throbbing painfully, too hard to resist any longer. He grabbed his cock and began inserting his cock inside inside her asshole.
“Sudha… I can’t control it anymore… I need to be inside you here…” he groaned, his voice thick with lust.
My Mom gasped and twisted her head back, eyes wide, her voice breaking into a desperate moan, “Shivvaaa… no… ohhh… it’s too much… my ass… ahhh…”
But the more she protested, the more her body betrayed her—her moans melted into whimpers of helpless pleasure as the swollen head of his cock pushed slowly past her tight ring.
Deepak's Dad gritted his teeth, holding her waist firm, “Fuck… Sudha… your asshole is gripping me so tight… oh god…” He pressed deeper, every inch making her shudder violently.
Her nails clawed at the table, her lips spilling raw cries, “Ahhh… ohhh… Shivvaaa… you’re inside… my ass… mmm… oh god… ahhh…”
His hips rocked, driving himself further until he was fully buried in her ass, their bodies shaking together in sinful heat.
Deepak's Dad couldn’t hold back anymore. He leaned forward, his chest lowering over My Mom’s body as his cock slid deep inside her tight asshole. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her close against him, his hips grinding as he buried himself again and again. His face came near hers, their eyes locking, his breath hot and uneven.
“Sudha… you don’t know what you’re doing to me… your asshole is driving me insane… it’s so tight, so perfect,” Deepak's Dad groaned, his voice raw with desire.
My Mom’s body trembled under him, her Ass tightening against his thrusts. Her lips parted helplessly, and she moaned, “Aahhh… Shivvaaa… ohhh… it feels… too much… ahhh…” Her moaning was mixed with embarrassment and uncontrollable pleasure, her cheeks burning red as his cock filled her in a way she had never felt before.
Deepak's Dad’s eyes stayed locked with hers, full of hunger and adoration as he whispered hoarsely, “Look at me, Sudha… I want to see your face while I love your asshole… I can feel every inch hugging me… ahh, I can’t stop… you’re mine here too…”
My Mom shuddered, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as she moaned louder, “Mmmhhhhh… Shivvaaa… don’t say that… ahhh… it’s… it’s making me weak…”
Her eyes fluttered closed as waves of pleasure overwhelmed her, her voice spilling in broken moans while his cock plunged deep inside her asshole, every movement drawing them closer together in raw, uncontrollable passion.
Deepak's Dad’s thrusts grew deeper, his chest rubbing against her back as he hugged her tight, his cock filling her asshole with each needy push. His breath was hot near her ear when he groaned, “Sudha … you love this, don’t you? You love being my whore.”
Her whole body trembled at the filthy word, her moan slipping out loud and helpless, “Aahhh… Shivvaaa… don’t call me that… mmmhhh… ohhh… but… I can’t stop…”
He tightened his grip around her waist, pushing harder, his eyes locked on her flushed face as he whispered again, “You’re my whore now… my beautiful whore… and I’ll never let this asshole of yours go.”
My Mom’s moaning grew louder, her lips quivering as she confessed between gasps, “Mmmmhhh… mmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm”
Deepak's Dad groaned deep, his rhythm wild, savoring every clench of her asshole around his cock, and kissed her shoulder while muttering filthily into her ear, “Tight… hot… perfect… you were made to be my whore, Sudha.”
Deepak's Dad’s body was grinding into her from behind, his cock sliding in and out of her asshole with a wet, needy rhythm. His voice came low and rough against her ear, “You’re my whore, Sudha… my dirty little whore…”
My Mom gasped, her fingers clutching the sheets, “N-no, Shivvaa… don’t call me that… I’m not…” Her voice broke with a moan as another thrust made her body shudder, “…ahhh… I’m not your whore…”
Deepak's Dad kissed her neck and growled, “You are… feel how your body loves it… only a whore moans like this when I take her asshole…”
Her lips trembled, eyes shut tight as if trying to resist, “No… I’m not… I… ahhh… mmmhhh…” Her words dissolved into gasps as the pleasure overpowered her.
Deepak's Dad kept pounding, his voice harsher, “Say it, Sudha. Say you’re my whore.”
At last, unable to hold back, her moans spilled out shamelessly, “Mmmmhh… yesss… I’m your whore, Shivvaa… your dirty whore… ahhh… don’t stop… I love it…”
Deepak's Dad bit her shoulder, triumphant, and thrust even deeper, groaning, “That’s it… my whore… my beautiful whore…”
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