06-09-2025, 08:36 PM
Prakash guessed that Rani must have moved further into the room, the idea that Rani could be watching him fuck her mother, filled him with power.
“Which hole do you want it in?” He asked Mrs. Khanna “Your choot (pussy) or gaand (butt hole)?”
“My pussy “Mrs. Khanna replied “I am still sore from the last time you fucked my ass”
Prakash laughed “You wouldn’t let me butter your gaand hole with ghee (cooking oil/butter), would you?” and with that he slammed his prick in to Mrs. Khanna’s cunt in one savage thrust.
“Bastard!” Mrs. Khanna hissed “You know I like it rough. Oh! Pardo meri choot ! (Bust my cunt). Fuck me hard!!”
The small room was filled with the sounds of sex. Groans; Panted abuses. Wet, sweaty flesh slapping against each other as the ceiling fan spun above it all.
Rani could see Prakash’s now slick, pussy juice oiled cock piston in and out of her mothers gaping hole. She watched the sweat trickle down Prakash’s feverishly pounding ass cheeks and muscular legs.
Her hand went to her own cunt and pressed it. But it wasn’t enough, Rani pushed her hand down her Shalwar and onto her damp, burning choot (pussy) , her fingers rubbing her wet slit as she watched Prakash’s Lund pound in and out of her mother’s cunt.
“Which hole do you want it in?” He asked Mrs. Khanna “Your choot (pussy) or gaand (butt hole)?”
“My pussy “Mrs. Khanna replied “I am still sore from the last time you fucked my ass”
Prakash laughed “You wouldn’t let me butter your gaand hole with ghee (cooking oil/butter), would you?” and with that he slammed his prick in to Mrs. Khanna’s cunt in one savage thrust.
“Bastard!” Mrs. Khanna hissed “You know I like it rough. Oh! Pardo meri choot ! (Bust my cunt). Fuck me hard!!”
The small room was filled with the sounds of sex. Groans; Panted abuses. Wet, sweaty flesh slapping against each other as the ceiling fan spun above it all.
Rani could see Prakash’s now slick, pussy juice oiled cock piston in and out of her mothers gaping hole. She watched the sweat trickle down Prakash’s feverishly pounding ass cheeks and muscular legs.
Her hand went to her own cunt and pressed it. But it wasn’t enough, Rani pushed her hand down her Shalwar and onto her damp, burning choot (pussy) , her fingers rubbing her wet slit as she watched Prakash’s Lund pound in and out of her mother’s cunt.


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