Me: what happened to your life? You look good and you are married. You must be enjoying your married life right?Priya: I married that’s it. No enjoy...ment n all?Me: why? You don’t like your husband?Priya: No, he doesn’t like me.Me: Really!!! What’s wrong with him? You look stunning and every guy dreams of a girl like you as a life partner.Priya: Don’t try to flirt with me. I know that I don’t look good because I’m bit fatty. My husband doesn’t like being fat so we hardly have personal time once. She had to have sex.They sat down in the booth and Maggie leaned over and whispered in Denise’s ear by way of a greeting, “God Denise, I’m feeling so fucking horny these days. Since the wedding I just can’t get enough. How about you; are you getting enough?” she said with a laugh.Denise blurted out, "Not really, I have a confession to make. I like watching porn mostly black men kissing, making out with, and fucking young white girls! Some of the girls are depicted as barely in high school, you. “I am so sorry, Priya Aunty. I am Athul, Varun’s friend. We have met before.” Athul replied, genuinely trying to clarify.My mom still had an expression of shock on her face. But she had her eyes fixed on Athul’s penis. It was so big, even when placid, and mom could not stop wondering how.Athul noticed my mom was looking at his cock, and he quickly realized she was checking out his size. Without wasting much time, he pulled his pants down. Showing his cock, in its full glory, to my mother, he. .Mom:acha to mere janu ko aam khana he?Itna kehke mom unke godhi se uthi aur unke saamne apni saadi utardi…Wo topless ho gayi unke boob ko dekh kr mera khada ho gaya..Mom phir se unke godhi me bethkr unke muh me apne ek boob ki dedi aur boli ye lo chuslo mere aamo ka ras..Fir uncle unke boob chusne lage..Idhar mera lund khada ho gaya toh mujhe khud par gussa aya ki apni maa ko dekh kr mera khada mese ho sakta he..Tb meri maa ki awaj mere kaan me padi”aaaahh… Dhire chuso na..Kaato mat..Warna.