Hot Tit of My Mom's Friend
AUTHOR: Mastram
“Unh, unhg! chodo mujhe, fuck my horny choot! Unh, unh, need to cum!” This time her son wasn’t with her in the house. It was one in the afternoon and Geeta was still fingering fucking. She sprawled on her living room sofa, staring blankly at a game show droning on the television set in front of her. Her terry robe was open, exposing her huge chocchiyan and her wet, hairy choot. Geeta wiggled her gaand on the couch as she moved her hand between her thighs, rubbing and stroking her hard, aching clit.
“Fuck me, fuck me —The doorbell interrupted her. Geeta considered not answering it at all. It was probably just a door-to-door salesman, and whatever he’d want to sell her wouldn’t be half as important as satisfying her wet choot. At last, reluctantly, she rose, tied the sash holding the robe together, and went to see who it was.
The visitor was a boy just about ravi’s age. Geeta squinted at him, wondering why his face looked so familiar.”Yes?” She held the door open, automatically drawing the robe tight across her chocchiyan.”Hi,” the boy said. He smiled. “My name’s Mastram. You know my mom, Savita Sharma?” Geeta flushed, instantly feeling a cold sense of trepidation. What reason could Savita have for sending her son to visit her?
“Y-yes, I know her,” Geeta stammered. “What do you want to see me about?”
Well, it’s not too good to explain it out here.” Mastram smiled, seeming very calm.
“Do you mind if I come in and talk to you for a minute? Thanks…”He walked past her, entering her home without permission. Geeta hesitated, then shut the door and followed him into the living room, where she found that Mastram had already made himself comfortable on the couch.
He wore only a T-shirt and cut-off, and Geeta felt her choot getting wet again as she stared at the sumptuous bulge behind his zipper. God, what kind of raand had she turned into? It had gotten to the point that even glimpsing a bulging lund could make her chudaas.”Man!” Mastram sat up on the couch, sniffing.
“This whole hose smells like wet choot!”"What on earth!” Geeta gasped. She gaped at him dismay, blushing fiercely, automatically holding her robe tighter.
How…how dare you say such a disgusting thing to me?! Get out of my home this instant!” Then, Mastram shocked her again, calmly unzipping his cut-offs and pulling them off. Now he was naked from the waist down except for his tennis shoes. His lund was enormous and stiffening rapidly, swelling with blood and jism in little jerks. Mastram took his lund in hand and stared intently at her body.”See, my mom told me how horny you are, Mrs. verma,” he said.
She said you’d be a good person to see if I wanted to get my lund sucked. I really like a good blow job, Mrs. Verma. I decided to take the day off from school to come over here, to see if you could give me one. How about it?”"What-what-what do you think you’re doing?”"Just asking to get my lund sucked. That’s all.” And then Mastram wrapped his fingers around his enormous fuck organ, stroking it hard and fast. Geeta stared in disbelief and growing passion as the meaty lund swelled stiffer and stiffer.
Soon it was as hard as an iron bar, every bit as enormous as her own son’s lund. “I know you went down on my mom, Mrs. Verma,” Mastram said calmly. “I know it’s because of how much you like to suck on things. So, why don’t you just suck my lund, too? It’s really a big one, isn’t it? Why don’t you put it in your mouth, Mrs. Verma, and see how it tastes?” Geeta’s mind was reeling. She’d never met a grown man who was so aggressive, let alone a lad who was young enough to be her own son.
Helplessly she stared at Mastram’s big boner, watching it pulse as he jacked it with his fist. Her choot tingled as she thought of how intensely satisfying it would be to suck a big, hard lund this afternoon, to satisfy her constant craving for stiff lund with a nice, spicy belly full of spunk. “Come on, Mrs. verma. You know you want to.” Geeta dropped to her knees. She couldn’t believe she was doing it, couldn’t believe her craving for hard lund had grown so strong that she would suck off any arrogant stranger who asked for it.
Mastram smiled knowingly, stepping closer. Now his big lund was right in front of her face. Geeta wrapped her fingers around the root, staring at the tip. Cum juice was leaking out of it. She sighed as she jacked the huge lund slow and hard, making the piss hole open up, oozing more jizz.”That feels good, Mrs. Verma.”Geeta popped the lund knob into her mouth and started licking and sucking. It was good, tasty lund to suck, with cum sap nearly as rich and delicious as her own son’s.
Geeta made gurgling, slobbering sounds as she nursed contentedly on the giant lund, shutting her eyes, blocking out her shame as she concentrated on the taste and feel of the lund between her lips. Now it was getting even stiffer, pulsing on the roof of her mouth. Geeta thrust her tongue onto the piss slit as the jizz oozed out more plentifully. She tightened her right hand around the base of his lund, and then she started beating his meat, fast and hard, whipping her right hand up and down from the root to her stretched, oval, hungrily sucking lips.
Its Cofee Time.
