“Oh, God!” moaned Bharti. Her moan was out of pleasure and guilt of allowing her urges to get the better of her. She felt her son’s fingers under her fingers, sliding in and out of her love hole. She moaned and pressed Shantanu’s head on her heaving breasts as he continued fingering her pussy and sucking her breasts.
His lips sucked and pulled her areola while his wet tongue played with her nipples. His hands continuously fingered her cunt, pushing his fingers deep inside. Bharti felt overjoyed with lust and pleasure as she continued moaning and calling out her son’s name, albeit with lust.
Her body twisted and twitched, ruining the bedsheet beneath her as she succumbed further into the murky waters of lust and taboo. She knew she wouldn’t come back as the same person she was before from the sin she was about to commit.
But it was too late for her. She had accepted her fate already. She would wake up the next day, beside her son, as The Sinful Mother. Bharti caught her son’s hair and pulled his head towards her face. Dawn was slowly breaking in, and their faces were visible to each other a lot brighter.
They looked into each other’s eyes before their lips touched. Their tongues clashed, and their breath mixed while their lips moved around lustfully. They kissed sloppily and hungrily while their fingers continued sliding in and out of her pussy.
They explored each other’s mouths, pushing their tongue as deep as they could. All the barriers between a mother and son ceased to exist.
Bharti broke her kiss and pleaded, “Take me, son. Take your mother and make love to me. This pussy aches for your cock.”
“Take me, son. Take your mother and make love to me. This pussy aches for your cock,” pleaded the sinful mother yearning for her own son’s cock.
The room was a lot brighter as the sun was close to rising. The window above the bed had a few drops of dew. The air in the room felt heavy, thanks to the steamy bodies of both Bharti and Shantanu.
Bharti’s messy face and sensual expressions looked mesmerizing as both mother and son were engrossed in intense lovemaking. The air conditioner was a blessing in disguise as their body perspired profusely.
Bharti’s body gleamed as the first rays of sun broke through the window illuminating the room and making their moist bodies glisten. She had already cum. Drenching her and Shantanu’s fingers, her crotch, and the bedsheet underneath with her womanly juices.
Her moist bosom heaved frantically as her son rubbed his body against her. He pulled out his hands from his mother’s vagina to taste his mother’s cum. Bharti felt Shantanu’s cock saluting her in its full glory. His cock pressed against her lower abdomen dangerously, threatening to rip through her from the outside.
She adjusted her hips to place his cock between her meaty thighs. The hot rod burnt her thighs. She felt a chill run down her spine, causing her moist body to get goosebumps. Her heart raced as she envisioned his cock entering his mother’s tight cunt.
Shantanu felt intense heat radiating from his mother’s pussy on his cock. Her juices felt like molten lava dripping on his cock, making his cock grow further between her crotch. He felt uneasy and wanted to rip his mother apart. He kissed her violently, kneading her firm breasts with his strong hands.
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