Incest Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire)

[Steel]

She gagged softly, her muffled noises mixing with pleasure as she reveled in his dominance, her pussy growing wetter at the thought of him inside her. The technique she'd honed with the stalker in the backyard fueled her, driving her to please him.

After sucking it for a few minutes, she pulled back, breathless, and stood, unhooking her blouse and letting it fall. Her petticoat followed, leaving her in just her bra and panties.

Ishaan mirrored her, ripping his shirt off in one swift motion, his muscular frame sending a shiver through her. She climbed onto the couch, straddling him, her legs framing his body, her hands around his neck, her wet pussy hovering just above his throbbing cock.

Their eyes locked. Ishaan tugged one bra cup down, grabbing her breast, the other hand slipped from her thighs onto her panties from behind, squeezing her big round ass.

Madhuri flipped her hair to the side, grinding slowly against him, his warm breath grazing her neck, her hard nipples brushing his chest. “I want to fuck you, Aunty,” Ishaan said, caressing her ass. 

"Yeah? I waited so long for you to say this," she whispered, her voice thick with need, her wet spot rubbing his dick, aching for something wild and deep.

Abhi, outside, muttered to himself, "It's happening," his boner straining, a twisted urge to join them flickering in his mind. 

Ishaan took control, clicking a button on the couch that flattened it into a bed.

He threw Madhuri onto the soft cushions, landing on top of her, spreading her legs and pinning her hands down. Her breath hitched as he tore her bra off in one rough pull. She instinctively covered her breasts, but he brushed his fingers into her panties, dragging it aside.

Coating his fingers with saliva, he eased them inside her, drawing a moan from her lips.

Abhi moved to the main door, watching his bully take on his mom through the letter hole.