Thriller Farmhouse

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Mom's orgasm had just ended when Chandra got her into this position and started plowing into her sweet wet pussy like a jackhammer, making her scream, "AAARRGGGHHH!! AAAUUUUUGGHHH!! OOOHHH!! OH! OH! OH! OFFFFF!! FFFAAAUUHH!! PLLLEEEEAASe ... Sl ... Slloo ... Slow! ... slow! ... slow ...!!"

But Chandra was like a man possessed, he kept hammering into my mother while kissing, slobbering and biting her face, neck, shoulders and breasts. Her breasts, her lovely breasts were thrown around, squeezed, slapped, pinched, bitten, licked, sucked and kissed as this went on for about ten more minutes that passed for me like hours. Mom continued to moan and scream throughout the time

Suddenly, Chandra grabbed mom's buttocks with both hands and squeezed. Kissing her deeply, he released his load deep into her womb.

After lying on top of my mom for some time, he got up off her, "Wow! That was something else, wasn't it?"

"Ooohhhh, Wooww!" mom giggled.

After getting dressed Chandra said, "Let me show you another temple near here, there's a small waterfall near it."

"Oohh! We'd love to see it but my son urgently needs to buy his medicines. Can we go to the city first?"

Chandra didn't look too happy at that so I said, "You can drop me off at the market, it may take a while to find the medicine, it's not very common. You can finish sight seeing and pick me up later."

Chandra liked this idea. "I'll take you to the city; one of my associates will drive you wherever you need to go while I will show my rakhail some other sights. We'll meet up in the evening."

This was fine by me. I'd feel a lot easier dropping the bogus orders to his thugs without him breathing down my neck.

We drove to the city and stopped in a slum. There he ordered a raggedy kid to go fetch someone named Aslam. The kid ran off into the maze of shanties and we got out of the car.

I looked at my surroundings, the place was stinking. A few feet from where we were was a public toilet; that was the source of the stench. It looked a little big for a toilet and looked quite dark inside. Someone had sprayed the words "Chudai Ghar" (meaning 'Fucking House') on top of the words "Public Toilet". From the number of used condoms lying around on the ground it appeared to be a place favored by cheap street walkers and their clients.

Chandra whispered to my mom, "Ever been fucked in a public toilet in front of an audience?"

Mom was shocked, "No! Never!"

Chandra just laughed. The little raggedy kid returned with a muscleman dressed in a white singlet and lungi with a skull cap on his head. He seemed to be the kind of guy who just obeyed orders and most of the time didn't understand what exactly was going on. So Chandra had assigned a dumbass to me. All the better for me.

Chandra said, "This is Aslam." Then giving the car key to Aslam he said, "This is my woman and that's her son. Drive him wherever he wants to go. Go see a movie after that if you want but get him to Harish's hotel no earlier than 6:30 p.m."

"Okay boss" he replied.

Turning to me Chandra said, "I'll show you mother around and even take her shopping if she's good. See you at 6:30."

As I got into the car, I saw Chandra pushing my reluctant mom towards the stinking toilet. Oh, this man was so going to die soon.

I got Aslam to drive me to a few pharmacies and asked them for some medicines that I knew weren't usually stocked. When he got tired of following me around, I told him, "There's no need for you to go with me into every shop. You can wait in the car while I go ask about the meds."

Aslam looked relieved and agreed to do so.

After one more bogus enquiry, I got Aslam to drive us to a pharmacy that was also Chandra's drop point for messages. Now was the moment of reckoning.

Hobbling up to the counter, I asked for a couple of syringe sets. When the man behind the counter handed me the syringe sets, I gave him the cash and slipped him a forged instruction note carrying Chandra's seal and signature.