He reached down to undo my trousers, my raging cock aching to be released, touched and felt by him. My trousers fell down and I was just in my white b...riefs, my cock throbbing inside. I did the same to him, my hands shaking as I fumbled undoing his trouser clip and then sliding down the zip, pulling those trousers down and off, feeling his smooth slim thighs against mine as our briefs touched, our crotches pressing and pushing. I reached down and slid my hand over his briefs, feeling that hard. "She is not," Shanti said sternly, "Babu, please don't encourage her. Radha, your deal."She was right. I had confirmed it from Radha before shooting my jism inside her choot during out first fuck. First part of my plan was successful. Now for the second part of fucking mother and daughter together.One morning before leaving for work I surreptitiously made the kitchen clock one hour fast. Accordingly Shanti left to do her shopping one hour early. I came at eleven and set the clock right. I was. He then moved his hand down to her pussy and slapped her clit. She started to scream out, but she didn’t know what he would do so she screamed out in her head. He could tell by her body movements that it hurt, and that she wanted to scream so he did it again. Again she was able to control herself and not scream out loud. He wanted her to scream so he hit her one last time. This time was much harder and she couldn’t help but scream out. As she screamed out he laughed and said he knew she. It was mostly true. “Where did you guys go? You left me there without my towel, what were you thinking the whole time I was gone?”“Well, first we panicked and ran, but then wanted to make sure you were OK so we went back. We saw you walking into his house with his shirt on, you didn’t look too upset. We figured maybe he was going to call the house and tell your parents so we came back here ready to cover for you,” Courtney said.“For two hours?”“Well, we didn’t know what was going on. Any longer.