“Harder Naanee,” groaned Hafiz, “Stuff your fingers into me.” Rukshana increased the pace of her finger fucking as she tugged on his balls with her other hand. Her own sex was oozing cunt cream and screaming for attention. She knew that she’d get it soon enough as she pulled her fingers out and inspected the gape in her grandson’s anus.
“I think he’s ready Paru Maa,” she said.
“Ready for what?” asked Mansoor, although he suspected he already knew the answer.
Parveen stood up and removed her son’s head from her husband’s crotch. “Ohhh Ammi, I was enjoying that. I almost had Abba’s whole length in me,” complained Hafiz.
“Don’t worry Hafiz sona ,” giggled Rukshana, ” You will.”
Parveen positioned her son so that he was bent over the table, his young ass sticking out. Rukshana knelt below her grandson and pulled his ass cheeks apart, exposing his finger- abused hole for everyone to see. Parveen grabbed her husband by the cock and pulled him to his feet. She lead him over to their son’s ass and held his cock close to the boy’s open asshole.
“You ready honey?” Parveen asked.
“I don’t know,” said Mansoor. He was enjoying himself for sure, but he didn’t know if he was ready to butt fuck his own son. “It’s just an ass Sona. You fuck mine and your wife’s all the time,” said Rukshana, running her tongue along his length. “But… what if I hurt him,” asked Mansoor.
“Don’t worry Abbajaan,” said Hafiz eagerly, “Naanee fucks my ass all the time with her dildos. I want you to fuck me.”
“Let me help you.” Parveen placed the tip of her husband’s cock against her son’s open asshole.
It was as if an electric current ran through his body. Mansoor hadn’t felt as excited in a long time. He was overcome with a desire to fuck his son hard and fast. Pushing his cock into the boy’s shitter, he met with the usual resistance and hesitated. Parveen gently pushed her husband’s ass towards her son. Mansoor forced his cockhead into his son’s asshole and felt the warmth of the boy’s ass surround his cock.
“Further,” his son hissed. Mansoor pushed further into his son, feeling his own skin stretching back in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Hafiz’s ass was tight, sucking his father’s cock into him like quicksand. He could feel his father’s prick splitting his ass in two but he didn’t scream or complain, he loved the pain.
Mansoor slowly pulled back out until just his cockhead was inserted and then worked his way in again. As he did so, he could feel his mother-in-law’s tongue running along his shaft, her hot breath on his balls, as he began to pick up the pace. Finding his rhythm, he began to fuck his son hard. It wasn’t long before he was able to slide his whole prick up the boy’s shitter, his own balls slapping off his son’s ass.
Parveen was behind her husband, her tongue in his asshole. Rukshana was lapping up the yellowish tangy ass juice being expelled from her grandson’s asshole, and sometimes she licked her son-in-law’s shit-coated hard prick coming out from Hafiz’s asshole. It was too much for Mansoor to take. There was too much pleasure for him to hold out for any length of time. Without warning, he began to cum inside his son’s ass. He felt his cum ejaculate in five powerful jets as he continued to pound the ** year old ass in front of him.
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