“You don’t remember?”“No mom. Mom pressed her leg into my back, and the edges of her sliver anklets (kangan) pressed deeply into my bare back skin. Desi bhabhi sex The wetness of my saliva added to that of her already wet blouse.I pulled off her saree haphazardly and I struggled to get rid of her skirt. I wasn’t sure my last night’s dream was a dream at all. My dick softened naturally and slipped out of mom’s pussy, draining a stream of our love juices on mom’s thighs.Mom snaked a finger on her thigh, intercepting the overflowing juices and licked her finger. Mom put her hands on her hips and posed at me, biting her lower lip. “Enough.” She said quietly and adjusted her saree as I pulled my head out from underneath her saree.
