10-06-2026, 11:36 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-06-2026, 02:54 PM by Hotguy143. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Title : online cuckson - 2
After almost ten minutes Mom came out. Her face was flushed deep red. Her lips looked puffy swollen and shiny wet. She quickly wiped the corner of her mouth with her pallu. Her saree was slightly crooked and one of her heavy breasts had red finger marks on the side. She smelled strongly of fresh sweat and something thick musky. She gave me her usual loving smile and said doctor uncle gave special instructions. Everything is settled kanna. Such an experienced old doctor.
The same driver was still waiting outside even though evening was turning dark and crickets had started chirping. Mom said it was better to take him back since he already knew the route. On the way home her hand rested high on his thigh the whole time. She said it was only for balancing. Her body pressed even closer against him. Everytime a streetlight illuminated inside the auto I could see her hand, the one near his thigh, gripping something and moving in a strange fashion.
Now it is deep night. Mom came to my room earlier wearing her thin nightie. She sat on the edge of my bed with her thick thighs spread and stroked my hair gently. She kissed my forehead and whispered do not worry Amal. Mommy will take care of everything. Just rest my good boy. Her phone buzzed twice with messages from Auto uncle . She silenced it quickly and smiled at me so sweetly. She picked up her phone and walked away while typing something on her phone.
I feel safe with her here but my mind keeps replaying everything on loop. The way her big soft breasts rubbed all over that driver. How her ass kept grinding back on him with every bump. Those long wet gulping and swallowing sounds behind the curtain while the doctor murmured. The frustrated ache in my chest is so strong and my cock has stayed half hard leaking under the blanket for hours.
Everything still looks completely normal on the surface. Just a helpful driver. Nothing else happened, probably right? I looked to the doorway. Amma left her door half open as always and every once in a while in the hour I could see a quick flash for a second from her phone, like when taking a picture. Maybe I am dreaming because of my fever. I should try to sleep now. The room is quiet except for this small phone screen and the fan spinning above me.
tg : @hydguy1
gmail chat : hydhotguy31
After almost ten minutes Mom came out. Her face was flushed deep red. Her lips looked puffy swollen and shiny wet. She quickly wiped the corner of her mouth with her pallu. Her saree was slightly crooked and one of her heavy breasts had red finger marks on the side. She smelled strongly of fresh sweat and something thick musky. She gave me her usual loving smile and said doctor uncle gave special instructions. Everything is settled kanna. Such an experienced old doctor.
The same driver was still waiting outside even though evening was turning dark and crickets had started chirping. Mom said it was better to take him back since he already knew the route. On the way home her hand rested high on his thigh the whole time. She said it was only for balancing. Her body pressed even closer against him. Everytime a streetlight illuminated inside the auto I could see her hand, the one near his thigh, gripping something and moving in a strange fashion.
Now it is deep night. Mom came to my room earlier wearing her thin nightie. She sat on the edge of my bed with her thick thighs spread and stroked my hair gently. She kissed my forehead and whispered do not worry Amal. Mommy will take care of everything. Just rest my good boy. Her phone buzzed twice with messages from Auto uncle . She silenced it quickly and smiled at me so sweetly. She picked up her phone and walked away while typing something on her phone.
I feel safe with her here but my mind keeps replaying everything on loop. The way her big soft breasts rubbed all over that driver. How her ass kept grinding back on him with every bump. Those long wet gulping and swallowing sounds behind the curtain while the doctor murmured. The frustrated ache in my chest is so strong and my cock has stayed half hard leaking under the blanket for hours.
Everything still looks completely normal on the surface. Just a helpful driver. Nothing else happened, probably right? I looked to the doorway. Amma left her door half open as always and every once in a while in the hour I could see a quick flash for a second from her phone, like when taking a picture. Maybe I am dreaming because of my fever. I should try to sleep now. The room is quiet except for this small phone screen and the fan spinning above me.
tg : @hydguy1
gmail chat : hydhotguy31
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