Indian sex stories

I am going to tell you a story - a story about a lady who has taken sex to an unimaginable level. This lady is my mami (wife of my uncle). Her measurements are 56-40-56 with a double "H" cup bra size. She is 5ft 6 inches tall and weight around 85 kilos. Her name is Dolly I am an orphan. My parents passed away in a car accident when I was only 7 years old.

My mom's brother whom I called Mistimama took my responsibility. He took me to a boarding school and I took an admission. I was a good student. After securing good marks in both secondary and higher secondary examinations I told my uncle that I want to study Management. He is always supportive towards me. He gave me the green signal and I got myself in BBA. There also I got a high percentage of marks.

My ultimate aim was to do MBA and start my own business. I talked with Mistimama about my ambition. He again supported me and I gave the CAT test and got a call from IIM-C. I got through the interview and took the admission. I am really good when it comes to studies. Again, I secured high marks and completed my MBA. I got great offers from many MNCs.

But as I mentioned I had only one thing in my mind and that is to start my own business. Hence I rejected all the offers that came to me. Then Mistimama called me up and told me to help him with his business. He also mentioned that in order to start my own I had to have some experience behind me, which would be doing me a lot of goods and would help me take right decisions at time.

I liked the idea. Mistimama runs a small software firm. I too wish to open one like him. I readily accepted his proposal. But in order to help him in his business I had to be with him always so that I would be there whenever he needs me. So he proposed me to move to his house to stay with him.

I hesitated because although Mistimama helped me throughout and because of him only I could complete my education, but his wife had never liked me a lot and she had never accepted the fact that my uncle had spend so much money for my upbringing as well as education.

That's why I had never been to their house at my holidays and had only seen my mami and her son once and that also on the day of my admission in the boarding school. Until then I had no memory of them what so ever. There might another reason too. Mistumama's only son Rony, who is a couple of years older than me, is not a good child. He like me had his schooling from a boarding school but had never managed good marks.

He took on drugs when he was in college and could not complete his final year of graduation. His brain got freaked out and Mistimama had to take him to lunatic asylum (mad-house). It has been almost 3 years he has been in the asylum, and there is almost no recovery at all. I heard that for this reason my Mistimami (my mami) was suffering from depression and she also started smoking and drinking heavily.

Hence, I felt awkward when my uncle proposed me to move with him. But ultimately he persuaded me to move to his house and stay with him. I will always remember the day when I first saw my mami after a long long period. After my uncle convinced me to stay with him and help him in his business, I packed my bag and got myself in front of the door of his apartment.

I rang the bell and a lady with a sorrow face but with a big juicy body opened the door. I was dumbstruck. I could not believe my eyes. I was seeing the goddess of sex in front of me. Massive watermelons like boobs, awesome juicy belly and a huge ass. She was wearing a yellow blouse with a matching saree. Her body was almost shouting too be fucked.

The only thing that was not in a harmony was the sorrow-looking face. I immediately decided to do whatever I could do to bring back smile in that face. Hello! I am Roy. Can I come in? Who? Roy. I am Roy. Oh! Can I come in? At that time Mistimama came out from inside. Oh, Roy! You have come. Why are you standing outside? Please come in. Dolly, please make way for Roy.

Mistimami stepped aside and I moved in. I smelled alcohol while passing her. I kept my luggage on one side and took a chair. Dolly, this is Roy. You are seeing him after a long time. You last saw him when he was seven. I looked at Mistimami. She was looking at me. She had a surprise look on her face.

As if she didn't know me and was seeing me for the first time. Although we had met before, but literally it was our first genuine meeting. I had no memory of her and I expected that she too had no memory of mine. Hence if she expected to see a handsome young man in place of a kid then it would not be surprising at all. I smiled at her. You may be tired, Roy. Please come with me. I will show your room.

By the way, did you have your breakfast? No. Then you must be hungry. Come with me. First, I'll show you your room, and then you can have breakfast with us. Come. I followed my uncle. It was a three-bedroom apartment. I got my room just beside the room of my mama-mami. It's not a big one, but I was satisfied. There is a single-bed in the left-hand corner with the only window of the room just hanging over it and a small table beside it with an armchair.

An Almirah is also there standing in the right-hand corner where I can keep my clothes. There is an attached bathroom with the room. Go and clean yourself. I will arrange for our breakfast. Please come to the dinning room after your wash. I took a bath and then went to the dinning room. My mama-mami was already there. Mami served us with 2 parathas each.

While serving the pallu of her saree got displaced and immediately I saw the biggest cleavage of my entire lifetime. I could not take my eyes off. But luckily neither Mistimama nor my mami saw me ogling at her breasts. I silently finished my breakfast. I told my uncle that I was very tired and wish to take a nap. He agreed and without delay I rushed to my room.

I masturbated in my attached bathroom. The great site of my mami's exposed tits was not getting out of mind. After masturbating for almost 30 mins I was feeling a bit pleased with me? Then I took the bed to turn my little lie to a blind truth morning, take breakfast and go to the software firm with Mistimama, make deals with the clients, take lunch in the middle, continue work until 8 o'clock in the evening,

come back to home, have some snacks, watch TV and then take the dinner at 11 pm and go to bed for a good sleep. I was not seeing my mami these days. She was busy in her own world. But suddenly one day everything got changed. It was Saturday Night. A rich client of Mistimama had thrown a party in an arostrocative hotel in the city.

He had invited Mistimama alongwith his family. Mistimama had already informed me that he could not go because he was suffering from mild fever, and so I had to attend the party. My mami would not be availabe as always. So, around 8 pm I had dressed myself in a perfect suit and was ready to go.

At that time, Mistimama came to me and said that he had changed his mind and would be going, He didn't wish to make his rich client feel offended. My mami would also join us. This was a big surprise. Mistimama was already dressed, but my mami was still getting her prepared for the party. So we had to wait. After an hour of waiting she emerged out from her room.

What a splendid view? She was looking gorgeous and very sexy. She was wearing a black chiffon saree which had some tiny things all over it and was flashing under light. A backless blouse which had is made of thin fabrics and a very deep neckline, big cleavage could be seen through it, the blouse was also a size too small and because of being backless she couldn't wear a bra and so almost half of her big juicy melons were in view;

the saree was tucked in very low in waist much below the navel, the tiny things from the saree had scattered themselves all over her juicy belly and hence her belly was also flashing under light; Her legs could be seen through the saree, so she was not wearing any petticoat too; she had high-heels jet-black shoes for her feet, very big and round ear-rings and deep glosy red lipstick and also glosy mascara and eye-shadow.

She had chosen not to tie her hair for the party. I realized for the first time she had beautiful long hair that curls at the end, just I always like. In a single word, she was looking both ravishing and slutty. We went to the party by car. Mistimama owned a milky-white Honda City. He drove us to the party. As soon as we entered the party-hall all eyes fell on my mami.

I think all the men had an instant hard-on. There was a wave of envy passed over all women, except a few who like every men in the party found Mistimama admirable. Immediately every man tried to get closer to my mami. But it was our host, Mistimama's rich client, who had won the game. He welcomed us with open arms.

He handshaked with my mama and me, and gave a small little kiss on my mami's cheek. My mami was enjoying all attention, specially the little kiss from the rich man. His name is Mr. Yashpal Chawla. He was a Punjabi and had an age around 45. He was almost 6 feet tall and was well-built. He had a hairstyle like SRK which he had colored at places in copper-brown. He was easily the most handsome man in the party.

He introduced us to his three sons. They were as tall as their father, also well-built and equally handsome. He told us that his wife had passed away after giving birth to their third son, for which we apologized to him. Mr. Chawla offered us drinks. Mistimama took a glass which had scotch in it, Mistimami took vodka and I didn't take one saying that I am not used to it. The party was on full flow. Alcohol was flowing like a flooded river.

All were getting drunk including my mama and mami. My mami had the habit of getting drunk heavily, but I had never seen my mama drinking in this way, but it may be due to continuious requests by our host to him and he didn't want to offend Mr. Chawla. On the other hand, Mr. Chawla had not taken much, may be just a peg or two. I excused myself and came out of the hall in the open air for a smoke.

After enjoying a cigarette I roamed a little in the garden and then got back to the party. At first I couldn't found my mama-mami. Then after a quick lookout I found my mama unconscious on a couch. My mami was not near him. I found her on the dance floor in the arms of Mr. Chawla. A slow romantic music was being played by the band. So everyone on the dance floor was moving very slowly.

Mr. Chawla had kept his one hand over mami's back and one hand on her hip. My mami was holding him by his broad shoulders. Her body was swaying heavily like a pendulum. She was heavily drunk. But she was also enjoying herself. This could be found out by her giggling. Mr. Chawla was continuously flirting with her and more often she was giving a frail slap on his chest and everytime she gave a slap she giggled even more.

After another 10 mins of dancing I saw Mr. Chawla and my mami moving out of the dance floor and walked inside the hotel. My mami was really tipsy and had her whole body rested on our host's arms. I tried to follow them but they had already taken a lift. I look at the pointer and it stopped at four. I was really eager to go to the fourth floor, but then controlled my emotions. Let them enjoy themselves.

I decided to go back to the party and wait for my mami. I went back and take a sit beside my mama. He was still knocked out and was now snoring. It was almost 1 o'clock in the night. The guests were slowly getting a move on towards their home. Some of them were also looking for the rich host. It had been nearly two hours someone had last seen him dancing with the sexiest lady in the party.

At last I saw our host. I moved towards him with questions in my eyes. He had already guessed what was going in my mind. Your mami seemed to have drunk a little more. She was not feeling well. I had taken her to my private guestroom. There she had a healthy nap. She would be here any minute. After another 5 mins I saw my mami coming towards me.

She was drunk to hell and couldn't keep her body straight. When she came in front of me, she smiled. Her luscious lips didn't have lipstick anymore. Her hair was a bit messy. Her saree had got loosen. Her blouse was also loose and the upper two hooks were torned. Mr. Chawla had enjoyed her fully. She asked me, "Where is your uncle?"

I indicated at him. She laughed loudly. "Ok. Now, how can we go home? I told her that I would be driving. But first we need to move Mistimama to the car. Mr. Chawla was standing near us. He said that one of his sons would help us in moving my mama to the car. By his order his youngest son did exactly that. He pushed my knocked out uncle in the backseat. I took the driver's sit and my mami sat in the front beside me.

Before moving inside the car she gave Mr. Chawla a kiss on his cheek and thanked him for this lovely evening. We said them goodbye and drove to the home. At home I took care of my uncle and helped him to get off the car and moved up the stairs to his flat. My mami tipsily followed us from behind. I moved my mama to his bedroom and laid him on his bed. My mami thanked me for the help and moved inside her bedroom.

I was also tired and need a good sleep. Hence I went to my room and without changing my cloths threw my body over the bed. This incident happened after exact two weeks of that Saturday Night party. After that party Mr. Chawla had called up Mistimama and told that he was setting up a new Healthcare Center in the city and for that he would like to buy new software that would support the Patient Information System and the Billing System.

My uncle agreed to sale him the required software, but also mentioned that the software would cost a good amount of money. Mr. Chawla had no problem in this regard and said he would finalize the deal on Saturday. He told Mistimama to come his farmhouse with the legal papers on Saturday night. He also mentioned to bring Mistimami and me along with him as he is throwing a party on that night to celegrate his eldest son's birthday.

My uncle told him that he would definitely attain the party and would try to bring his wife and nephew along with him and would also bring the legal documents to finalize the deal. Mistimama was not sure whether my mami would like to attain the party when he mentioned it to her. But she readily accepted the offer. She also said that she would be hoping that the deal between my uncle and Mr. Chawla comes good.

She said that she didn't wish to offend Mr. Chawla by not accepting his invitation for that she knows it very well that he is a rich client of her husband. I too agreed to go with them to the party. On the night party my uncle and I wore black suits. My uncle was holding a briefcase in his hand, it's having the legal documents for the deal inside. He was looking a gentleman. I was also looking good.

But compare to my mami we went dull. She was just looking out of the world. She had dressed herself with a white chiffon saree and a matching white blouse. The saree was extremely flimsy and was tucked in very low below her deep navel. The blouse was exceedingly low cut right from her shoulders to the middle of her big melons; hence more than half of her boobs and a particularly large cleavage were for view.

There are only three hooks in the blouse. It was also a backless blouse, which had only two strings for holding it out; hence she was without any bra. My mami was again not wearing any petticoat. She was wearing very high heel white shoes that made her as tall as me, taller than my uncle. She was again wearing big earrings, except that now they were triangular in shape. Likewise she had given glossy red lipstick and mascara and eyeshade.

She was looking immensely slutty who need a good hard fucking. I thought later on she would be certainly getting that. Like before we went to the party by car. The farmhouse was a good distance away from our home. It took almost 2 hours to reach. The party was going on the big backyard. Our host welcomed us with a great smile in his face. Like he had done before, he handshake with me and my mama and gave a kiss on my mami's cheek.

He took us to his eldest son; he was dancing with a beautiful girl. We wished him on his birthday. Then he told my uncle to come with him inside the farmhouseso that they could settle the deal. My uncle was ready to follow him when my mami said that she would also like to go with them. Mr. Chawla smiled at her and nodded his head. So they walked inside the house leaving me at the party.

I waited for few minutes and then made my move towards the farmhouse. The farmhouse was two-storey. I looked in the ground floor but didn't found them. Then I took the stairs. I heard noises coming from a room at the right hand extreme corner of the house. The door was not closed properly. I peeked inside and say Mr. Chawla, my uncle and his wife was standing in front of a painting with their backs pointing towards the door.

I quickly moved inside and hide me behind a bookcase. Mr. Chawla was giving a short lecture on that painting and my uncle and mami were listening to him. Mr. Chawla moved around and said, "Now, we should close the deal. I think you have the required papers with you Mr. Bose." Ofcourse, Mr. Chawla. Good. Please be seated. I must bring something to drink.

We have a lady with us. I must not forget to be a good host. What will you have Ma'm? Scotch or Vodka or a bottle of Champagne! He asked with a smile. Anything as you wish," My mami answered. Well, then scotch for us and vodka for the lady. He left the room and returned after a minute with two bottles of wine, a bottle of soda and three glasses.

He said, "Why are you still standing? Please take a sit. Made yourself comfortable, my uncle and my mami took the sofa. There was a big round wooden table in front of them. Mr. Chawla took a chair and sat in their opposite. He prepared the toasts and handed them to my mama and mami and took one himself.

The drinking begun in a slow pace with Mr. Chawla talking business with my uncle and in times flirting a little with my mami. But as time passed the business talk was becoming lesser and lesser and the flirting was getting more meaningful. After almost an hour of drinking Mr. Chawla moved up from his chair and sat beside my mami.

Within this hour my mama had consumed a huge amount of liquor; he was extremely drunk and was finding it difficult to keep open his eyes. My mami had also consumed a considerable amount of wine. On the other hand Mr. Chawla didn't take much alcohol. He was firmly steady. My mami was well drunk. She could not keep herself straight. She leaned herself on Mr. Chawla. Mr. Chawla took a look at my uncle, he was passed out.

Our rich host then put his lips on to the inviting lips of my mami. He kissed her for a full minute and then very slowly started licking her entire face. He then proceeded to lick her throat and then removed the pallu of her saree and went on to lick the cleavage. He gently took out the blouse from her body, which made her big round melons jumped out in view.

He then licked her big tits and specially gave his attention to her nipples, which had now got firm and erect. After the boobs he went for her plump tummy and her deep navel. He licked them with great sensuousness. My mami was enjoying this licking to the limit. She had closed her eyes and was breathing heavily. When he was finished with her upper portion, he went for licking her lower part.

For that he pulled the saree upwards almost to her hidden place and then started licking her heavy legs; her ankles, knees and thighs. After that he turned my mami and licked her back. He pulled her saree again to reveal her big round ass and started pressing it as hard as he could and also slapping it hard in the middle. My mami started moaning.

Her entire ass got red with this immense pressing and hard slapping. Now he turned my mami and started pressing her boobs. After pressing them for about 15 mins he begun to lick them again and also started biting them, again giving his special attention to her nipples. My mami was now moaning loudly. He continued this for a long time. Mr. Chawla was running out of breath.

The hard pressing and biting process had made him exhausted. He took a break. He made himself a drink. He relished it taking a good time. Then with new energy he went for the ultimate goal. He removed his coat and shirt and pulled down his pant and boxer, which made his hard cock sprung free. He had a good 8 inch cock, which was also thick.

He pulled up my mami's saree to her hips revealing her pussy; it was cleanly shaved. He entered her and went on to fuck her for nearly an hour, leaving loads of his cum into her hole. All the time my mami's moans were echoing all over the room. At last he seemed to be satisfied. He pulled up his pant, tucked in his shirt and put on his coat. He then lit a cigarette.

For the first time I saw him smoking. He then gave my mami a kiss on her lips and left the room. My mami was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed. She was exhausted, but was satisfied to full. Her entire body was covered in sweat. I came out from my hidden place and quickly moved out of the room. I made a run to the backyard. The party was on full swing.

I looked for our host and found him with one of his sons. Can you please tell me where my uncle is? Oh! Poor fellow! He has been drunk again. His wife is with him. They will be here any minute. I waited there for them. My mami came after 20 mins. She had recomposed herself, although she was swaying while she walked and was looking like she had a great time.

She told me that my uncle was drunk again and was resting in a room inside the farmhouse. She requested me to help my uncle to the car for he would not be able to go by himself. Our host had seen her coming and was close to us. He like before again send one of his sons to take my uncle to the car.

Once more he had a handshake with me and kissed my mami on her cheek. Once again I took the driver's seat and my mami sat beside me. We said our good host good bye and drove to our home. After that night in the farmhouse there came a great change in my mami's behavior. She always remained in a very good mood. She was noticeably taking care of her beauty.

She had colored her hair and joined a massage parlor where she used to go everyday in the morning. She had bought herself a great number of new dresses, which had one thing common they are all very flimsy and showed a large portion of her body. She had become a member of a local club, where she started to spend her entire evening everyday; sometimes she came around 1 or 2 o'clock at night.

My uncle never complained at least her wife after a long period seemed to have come out of the grave. One day my mami came home very drunk. I looked up at the clock, it was showing 3 am. I opened the door for my mami. She was leaning on the wall; she could not stand straight. I looked at her.

Her hair was a mess; her saree had got loosened from the hips, its pallu had dropped and was lying on the floor; her blouse had its first two hooks torn off. I realized what's going on. I helped my mami to get inside and escort her to her room. I decided to follow her next day. On the next day I went out with my uncle for office, but came back in the afternoon saying that I was not feeling well.

My mami was at home. She was surprised to see me but when told her that I was not feeling well she advised me to take rest. I moved into my room and shut the door. I decided to take a nap; I knew I would have to remain awake for a long time. In the evening I came out of my room and start watching TV.

My mami soon came out from her room well dressed and told me that she was going to the club. She had worn a light green transparent chiffon saree with a matching color blouse. The blouse was transparent at arms and was very flimsy as well as dangerously open at front with a very deep neckline showing a lot of her cleavage making sure her shoulders and more than half of her juicy melons were kept bared.

The blouse was only having two hooks placed with a big gap and in between lot of flesh could be seen. My mami was again not wearing any petticoat under her saree; I thought that she had got permanently rid of that clothing. She had put on 6 inches high pointed heel shoes. She had used Make up for her face, which complimented her slutiness. She walked out and I heard her steps moving down the stair.

I quickly dressed myself with a formal shirt and trouser, they were both black in color. I went out and took a rickshaw and reached my destination within 5 mins. Although the club is opened only for the members, they don't allow outsiders to walk into, but since everyone there knew me and my mami was a member they didn't resist me to get into the club. It was an expensive club. Each and every member of the club belongs to a rich family.

The club was a two-storey building. It had a big lawn at front. There were tables with four chairs each had been kept scattered throughout the lawn. Members were sitting their in groups and also some of them were alone and were enjoying themselves. There were a few members inside the building. I guess the pools and other indoor games were there.

I looked for my mami and soon found her playing cards with three gentlemen in one of the tables at the right-hand corner of the lawn. There was a bottle of wine and four glasses on their table. There was a table with all its chairs empty near them. It may be because that table was a bit in the darkness.

I moved towards the table and took a chair and further moved myself to darkness so that I could watch them but they would not be seeing me. My mami and the three gentlemen were playing poker. It involved money. My mami seemed to be winning and was very much exited. The three gentlemen were teasing her by saying that she had been very lucky today and they were afraid that they would loose all that they had brought with them.

She was laughing at their joke and enjoying herself. The three guys were all between 35-40 years of age. Each was handsome, strongly built and was well dressed in suit. They were all ogling at my mami's body, especially at her big juicy tits. They seemed to be less care in winning or losing the game and were showing more interest in my mami.

I thought they were intentionally letting my mami to win each and every hand in the poker. This could be due to the fact that every time my mami was winning a hand she gulped a peg of whisky in no time. She had already taken 4-5 pegs and was feeling the effect. Her body seemed to be swaying a little and she was giggling a lot which also made her boobs bounced in her blouse.

The three guys were getting bolder and the flavor of their jokes was becoming more toxic. At one such nasty joke my mami gave a real hard laugh which made her pallu slipped down to her lap exposing her upper portion in front of three pairs of hungry eyes. This got them really excited.

They became desperate. One of them said that he was running out of money, so if they could move out to his house which was very near and there they could continue with the game. The other two men readily accepted the suggestion. My mami was reluctant at first, but when all men said that without her the game would turn very dull and one of them would surely drop her home, she gave them her nod.

The three men gave a blink to one another. So my mami recomposed her dress and they walked out of the club into the road. I followed them keeping a safe distance. They walked for a minute and took a turn and then walked a little more to come halt in front of a small house. They opened the gate, walked the little passage in front and then opened the main door to move inside.

After few minutes I opened the gate without making any sound walked the passage and start walking round the house. I saw light coming out from a room. It was a little drawing room. One of its windows was kept open and the light was coming out from that opened space. I peeked inside and saw my mami and her three male friends were sitting on a sofa and a chair;

There was a small table in front of them where two bottles of whisky and four glasses were being kept. My mami had her seat on the sofa in between two men and the third one had taken his seat on the chair. The poker was again started. My mami again started to win and hence
was finishing her glasses in hurry. After 5-6 hands she got tremendously drunk.

She could not keep her eyes open and leaned back on the sofa. Her breathing became heavy. The three men took this great opportunity in their hand. One of them put his lips on her lips. Another pulled down her pallu and put his face into her massive melons. The third one who was sitting on the chair got up and starts licking her deep navel.

They continued doing this to my mami in turn for almost half an hour. Next they took off the blouse from her body revealing her round heavy melons. They pressed, licked and bite her two jugs in turn. They played with the upper portion of her body for an hour. Then one of them pulled up her saree to expose her lovely pussy.

All of them became naked and one by one inserted their tool in her vagina and fucked her hard; when one was fucking her, the other two were sucking her boobs. Each of them fucked her twice. All the time my mami was making loud moans from her mouth. The whole room got filled with the odor of sex. All four of them were sweating profusely, especially my mami, she was sweating like hell.

She was looking like sex goddess. After they fucked my mami, the three guys licked her entire body including her arms, legs, boobs, ass and pussy. When they got really satisfied, they dressed themselves first and then helped my mami to wear her blouse and adjust her saree, which had gone loose during the session. Then two guys and my mami said good bye to the third man and got out of the house.

They took the way to our home. The guys were giving support to my extremely drunk mami so she could walk. I took a different path and hurried to our house. I was having a duplicate key that I used to open the main door. I found my mama sleeping in his room. I quickly changed my dress and waited for my mami. She arrived after a little while and made her presence fell by knocking at the door. I opened it and saw her leaning to the wall like before.

She moved in with her tipsy feet and went to her room; I saw her closing the door. Straight away I walked towards the bathroom; I could not hold myself any longer. Life was going on. Every evening my mami dressed herself sexily and went for clubbing; she didn't make it at home before 1 pm, sometimes getting late even further. My mama, as always, never complained.

Hedidn't has a clue what his wife was doing in the club. I only knew what was going on. Due to heavy drinking at every night and constant fucking, my mami had gone bulkier. She had gained a lot of weight within a few months. Her stats got changed from 56-40-56 to 64-46-64. She had gained extra flesh especially at her boobs and ass. Her bra size had become a double "J".

She looked voluptuous than ever. Earlier she used to wear only sarees, but now she had also started wearing western clothes. Her skirts and blouses were all too shorts that always somehow managed to only cover the vital portions of her body. They were all very flimsy in nature too. She had also started to spend a good amount of money at the club.

I also heard that she did not always go to the club; instead she was seen in a particular night club whenever she was not found in the local club. My mama had become too much engrossed in his work to notice all this. His business was expanding and he was working till late night, even when he was at home. I am helping him as far as I could, but as I was still new in this business I was not much of a help.

He had also built a habit of drinking due to huge work pressure. So I decided that I would take matters in my own hand and would find out a little more about my mami. So, one Saturday evening I came back at noon saying that I had an appointment with a friend who had come to the city for giving an interview.

As soon as the sun set down I got dressed with a black suit and got myself out of the apartment. I crossed the road and moved inside a coffee shop and started waiting for my mami to come out.

After waiting for nearly 4 hours, finishing 6 cups of coffee, she came out. She had dressed herself with a bright red top and a white skirt. I am saying a top, but it was just a cloth that had passed over her big juicy boobs. It was backless and had been held with the help of only two strings over the back.

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