Padmabati lost all control of herself. Her grandson was a disgusting, arrogant young boy, she thought dazedly. He didn’t care about her pleadings, and he wasn’t ashamed of voicing all his obscene desires to his grandma. Which meant, she thought, that she might as well do anything with him that she liked! Padmabati grabbed her grandson’s wrist and pulled his hand forcibly from her pussy.
Tappu looked at her in momentary surprise, wondering if his pretty grandma might really not be as horny as he’d thought. Then she stood, letting the dupatta fall to the floor, and Tappu grinned again. Padmabati’s expression was excited and feverish as she dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbing his shorts and struggling furiously with his pants.
“You little shithead!” she whispered intently. “You’re just a dirty, horny little boy, aren’t you, Tappu beta ? Want to fuck your own Dadima, do you? Well, let’s just see if your Dadima can give you what you want!”
“Shit, you really get hot in a hurry, don’t you?” Padmabati ignored him. Her cunt throbbed and all she could think of was her hung grandson’s stiff prick. Her fingers trembled with lust as she opened his pants. Tappu lifted his hips slightly to help her as she tugged his shorts down to his ankles, freeing his throbbing cock. His fuck-rod was enormous, so long and fat that his naked grandma gasped at her first sight of his tremendous prick.
Tappu’s virile young cock rose straight out of the youth’s cock-fur, swollen to bursting with adolescent fuck-lust. His cock-knob was puffy and flared, and hot, milky pre-cum already gleamed at his prick-tip.
“Oh, God! Bhagaban, what a big, fucking prick!” Padmabati groaned. She wrapped her hand around his massive cock and started jerking it very hard, making her grandson wince with pleasure as she yanked her fist up and down his rigid fucker.
“Is this how you like it, Tappu sona ? Is this how you want your Dadima to stroke your cock? Huh? Or maybe this is how you want your own mother to beat your cock-meat? You do want to fuck your mother, don’t you?” Padmabati hissed.
“Ji Dadima!” Tappu said, grinning. “But right now I wanna fuck you, Dadima !”
“Why you filthy, disgusting…” Her words faded as the naked Dadima dropped her head, impulsively plunging her grandson’s gigantic cock between her lips. She nearly choked on it, taking his throbbing prick as far down her throat as she could, until her mouth was stretched to bursting around the blue-veined stiffness of his aching prick. The horny widow grandma started sucking off her grandson, puckering and bellowing her cheeks to create delicious suctioning pressure around his cock-meat.
Tappu sighed and relaxed on the edge of the bed, contentedly watching his Dadima giving him head. He dropped his hands, curling his fingers in her silky hair, silently encouraging her to suck his prick as hard as she liked. Padmabati immersed herself in the blowjob, thinking of nothing but her grandson’s hard young cock pulsing in her buttery mouth, oozing jism onto her tongue. His pre-cum was delicious, every bit as rich and salty-tasting as she’d dreamed.