Few minutes later Hafiz came in his mother’s mouth. She swallowed all his sticky cum moving down and licking his hairless ball sac as the warm water pulsated against his back.
Parveen stopped sucking his baby son’s hairless balls and moved herself over to the shower seat. She sat on the shower seat opening her legs wide pulled her cunt lips apart showing her son her deep wide big pink cunt hole. Her clit was very erect and sticking out of her cunt like a small erect cock about quarter an inch.
“Suck my cunt Hafiz baby. Make me cum. Suck my clit. Eat my fucking whore cunt. I’m a fucking pig slut whore. Please, Sona suck my fucking clit.” She began stroking it furiously, “Please Sonamani, make me your whore.”
Hafiz went down on his knees and began cunt sucking. “Oh how I loved the taste of my mother’s cunt juices” Hafiz thought. He sucked and nibble on his mother’s clit making new found fucking whore scream in pleasure.
“Fuck, eat my cunt, make your fucking whore cum. Yeaaaaah! That’s it bite my clit, SUCK IT! FUCK I’M CUMMING! YES, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH I LOVE BEING A FUCKING WHORE!” Parveen came hard as her kid son’s tongue was buried deep in her large fuck hole.
After his mother’s climax Hafiz kissed her and rubbed her back as they stood in the shower, looking in awe of each other. They dried each other’s bodies off, as Hafiz toweled her tits dry and said to his mother. “I want more Ammi. I want to fuck you again.” He was still shaking from the sex he just had.
“Yes, Sonamani, we’ll fuck more. I want to be your fucking whore. You can do anything you want with me I promise. When I get home tonight I’ll explain everything but, now its late and I need to get to the studio for shooting. Please don’t tell anyone about me fucking you.” Parveen warned her son.
“I won’t Ammi, I’m not going to fuck up a good thing with you,” Hafiz said, smiling looking at his mother’s naked body and those ‘oh! so nice big tits,’ ” Hafiz sat on the edge of his mother’s bed as she put on her makeup and fixed her hair. She hurried as time was wasting.
“Hafiz sona, see that when your grandma returned from Sharmila aunty’s home. I think she might be upset without me. I had a little chat with her last night. I can’t explain now,” Parveen said.
Hafiz watched as his mother set into a low-necklined blouse and a synthetic saree only without any bra or panties underneath. The thin saree and low-cut sleeveless blouse made her massive tit flesh exposed. Perfect slut, Hafiz thought, fucking whore, his boy cock began to harden again.
Parveen came to her elder son and kissed his lips, grabbing a hand full of his hard cock and balls. “Sonamani, I have to pick up a wealthy customer up at Dumdum airport after my shooting, that’s why I was up so early. I have to leave now. We will fuck again I promise,” she said. Hafiz walked with his mother out of the bedroom and into the living room looking at the mess they had made earlier. She kissed her son then through the side door she left.
Hafiz cleaned up the mess they made. He picked up his mother’s sex toys, went to his bathroom and washed them. After drying them he placed them on her dresser. Back to the bathroom he took towels and wiped the leather arm chair clean. On his knees in front of the piss soaked coffee table he paused. He leaned over and slurped a mouth full of his beautiful and respected Ammijaan’s piss from the table top. He had to taste her juices. He sucked in the liquid his mother sprayed over the table.
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