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Along the way, she unwrapped her saree, dropped it on Deen’s bed and entered the bath. She didn’t want to wet the saree in the course of Deen’s bath. Deen was in his underwear and sitting on a stool when Manya moved across to him, her braless breasts swaying gently and her belly flesh rippling with each step. Deen’s eye got riveted onto his mother’s deep and big navel. As Manya bent and washed his hair with shampoo her navel and lower abdomen stared right into his face. It was a double feast for the budding youth as his eyes absorbed he juicy depth of her belly button and his nostrils inhaled the musky scent of her bush, which permeated through the petticoat. In less than three seconds his dick shot up in his undies, a sight which was not lost on Manya. “Wow”, she thought to herself, marveling at the contrasting reactions of her husband and son to the very same body. But being the mother, she pretended normalcy and continued to rub shampoo into his hair, increasing the intensity of her strokes. The rich lather forced Deen to close his eyes. Now he could only feel his gorgeous Mom around him. Her hands felt like they were cajoling him into greater arousal. Her big boobs would dip every now and then to press into his head warmly while her crotch would reach tantalizingly close to his face, with the aroma almost sending him into a lusty stupor. The he felt the water raining down from the shower onto his face and head. On opening his eyes he got a shock. He was not the only one wet. His mother’s sexy body was drenched all over the top half, her nipples poking right out of her wet blouse. The sight was hentai astoundingly erotic with those creamy mounds jiggling right in front of his face. Deen thought he would shoot out his spunk without even a touch. At the same time he was transfixed and puzzled by the total nonchalance with which Manya continued to wash and towel off her son’s aroused body. She seemed to be completely casual in her near total exposure to Deen, her very own son. With her full hips barely a few inches from his head, she turned around to turn off the shower, in the process presenting him with a mind boggling show of her huge ass, covered only by a wet petticoat. The garment made a huge inroad into her butt crevice and the whole show was straight out of one of those soft porn flicks which he enjoyed now and then with his pals. But he was better blessed than his friends because he had daily real life soft porn scenes to live out in his own house and with his very own loving mother. A wild thought germinated in his head which seemed to come from out of nowhere – “What if any of his friends were to see his Mom strutting around scantily”? The thought left him as soon as it came but the seeds were sown. Manya left the bathroom to check on her younger son Binu and Deen started to stroke his dick the moment his mother’s bodacious ass swayed out of sight. He needed the release. Manya needed release too but all she got was more arousal in Binu’s room. After a big hug and a kiss Ryan pulled the towel off me and said, I thought the stories they told of Alkandi were mostly just legend, but it’s not so.” She turned to me, “Elena, we’re in a fight for our very existence.” Phil then pushed up and moved upward to place the bulbous head of his penis at the entrance of his wife’s vaginal opening. But when? I stripped naked and set the dildo on the floor pointing up. I picked up her left leg leaning her against the wall and kissed down to her toes and kissed each one. I told her to come in. She bounced in and plopped down on the bed. Was I jealous of her being fucked by an expert? It felt so good I always tried to duplicate that feeling with my finger, the enema nozzle, carrots, smooth hentai sticks and as I grew older, the head of my G.I. Joe action figure. Like, if I were trying to look inside myself for the answer, I would have just gave the speech to a mirror.” Do you understand?” Evan could press the button through his shirt and it would still be in contact with his skin. I could feel when he came inside of Jenna from how tightly his ass contracted and released around my dick and the feeling plus the idea of what we were doing made me spill my load in him instantly. I went on to explain the difference between a clit hood ring and a true clit ring. “I didn’t see that coming, but hey, as long as they are happy.” She stepped back and knelt down in front of him, taking hold of his waistband. I HOPE SHE'S READY CAUSE WE DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME UNTIL THE TRAFFIC GETS HEAVY. The long sleeved dress decorated with the matching small blue stones with silver sparkles creating a wave pattern. I tug at the bottom edge of the mirror exposing the contents behind it. A few days later Sarah burst through the door of their shared apartment with a loud whoop, shouting, "Julie... hey baldy... sexy legs... where are you? I shuddered and moved into position. He heard her sigh softly and her body melted into his.