There was this one time i was about to take mom to a friend’s birthday party. After coming to bangalore mom still loved wearing saree but she got in...clined to party wear and trendy sarees. It was a Sunday evening and I got ready in my jeans and a party wear shirt and i was sitting in the couch. Mom entered from her room and i was left with a big open mouth. She was a pink partywear saree which was semi transparent a box cut short sleeved blouse and she came out combing her hair. Mom always used. >Laying next to him she frown. It was the middle of the night. The moon was gone for tonight, leaving only the stars to light the night. Vilen was frowning cause no matter how hard she had tried to keep from him she failed. She had given him the one thing that he wanted--needed. Sex. She had lost her mind and surrendered to him. She couldn't cry. It was her fault, yes but his charm also had to do with it.>His red eyes made vilen feel wanted, like he was for her and her only. She felt used and. “Welcome to our family, Morgan,” he whispered to the girl, licking his lips. “I want you to meet Dasha.” Morgan looked over at Dasha, with a petrified expression. Morgan was a tiny Asian girl, about 5 feet tall, and no more than 90lbs. She looked about fourteen, probably a freshman in high school. Dasha smiled weakly at Morgan who was still whimpering. Karl picked Morgan up off the floor and started chaining her to the ceiling. “Hopefully you won’t take as long to get pregnant as Dasha did,” he. I squeezed them to me like after sometime we unlocked our lips and I got up and closed the main door of the room and coming back to Sushree Apa, held her tightly and opened her saree and blouse. Then in a while she opened all her dress and she was standing in front of me in a bra and Panty.I opened my dress and then she pushed me on bed and pulled my underwear down and started sucking on my dick for almost ten minutes and now my dick was hard like rock and was throbbing and giving me pain.While.