Two kids with mom - Indian Desi Hot Incest Stories

Read Indian Sex Stories is the most complete website online that gives you the best indian sex stories across various popular categories such as hindi,desi,chudai,bhabhi,wife,virgin,office,MoM son, Kannada, Sister,aunty,Amma,tullu, tunne,lesbian and maids. Our site updates daily with new stories-indianhotincest.blogspot.com

Adspy

Juicy

Juicy1

Pages

Followers

Labels

Sunday, 20 October 2019

Two kids with mom

Two kids with mom
 This is a succulent story.
 My name is Saroja.  Age 40. I have two children aged 22 and 23.  One's name is Vinod [22], the other's name is Vikram [23].  My husband passed away at the age of 27.  Since then I have been without a hint of lust.  The first was handmade, and I was satisfied.  But coming, it did not satisfy.  If I were to marry someone, I would have two children.  I didn't get another wedding for their sake.
 I have lived my life watching sex, reading stories, and doing handcuffs when it's over-exposed again.  My husband was in the government job.  He gave me that job when he died.  It made my children read and grow older.  My children came to adolescence.  I bathed them when I was young.  I used to bathe myself until they were in 5th grade.  The fun of the young fun was already getting bigger.  I was just saying nothing.  But now they are both big.  Their arms are strong.  It is common to see two people still underwear.  They both walk in front of me.  It is noteworthy that the two of them are lying on the lid.  All I could see was my children.  Again it was starting to crack like I don't know.  My tulu juice was leaving.
 Thus our lives were carried on.  One time, we were watching three movies together.  In it came a kissing scene with alcohol.  Once again, there was a guarded scene, but he was not completely naked.  I started to see it.  I saw my eldest son.  His tulle leaned on the pants.  I looked at my young son like that.  His skin was leveled.  I got up and went to my room.  With the door open, the dildo in my cupboard began to move.  I closed my eyes and imagined someone was listening to me.  My breath started to make a bit of noise, mostly, “Hmm… .. ohhhh…” Finally all my tulle juice came out like a sea.  I was tired and slept there.
 At 40 years old, my crib has not diminished.  Instead it was increasing.  Especially when I was watching two adolescent boys at home.  When I was aroused, I looked for adolescent men, not seeing my children for some time.  In time they became males for my part.  I wish any of them had raped me.  But they didn't know how to write that kind of feeling.
 I first targeted my little son.  When we were alone, we began to spend time with him.  And while talking, I put a hand on his lap.  I used to make natii at home.  As he heard the sound of coming from outside, I lifted my forehead up to the thighs and just lay on the sofa.  There are many other ideas.  I had to show him that I was a girl.
 One day I did a treat.  My oldest son was not at home.  The little boy became the sound of college.  I raised the knight to the waist.  Teapai put Kacha right there.  Lying on the sofa, one leg on the floor, the other on the wall, pointing at the grass, “Ha… Ha….  Hmm… ”began to do.  He came inside.  I was blindfolded.  I saw a little eye open.  He was standing there looking at me.  In a while my juicy juice came out.  He knew I would open his eyes, and went inside.  I got up and went behind him.  He went into the room and locked the door.  I saw it from the keyhole.  He shook his hand as I thought.  I was cleared again.
 I untied it, unlocked it, opened the door and went inside.  He looked at me, shocked and looked at me again, surprised.  I went to him, and lay down beside him.  He looked confused.  I got up, grabbed his tulle and started hitting.  He started to enjoy it.  My son's wool was thicker than my husband's.  I put it in my mouth and started sucking.  He began to breathe loudly.  I started doing down on the loud.  He reached the end point.  He pulled out his white juice.  I got rid of it.  The juice was coming out of my tummy.
 He became irritated again some time later.  I went over to him, put his thumb in the towel, and started to lower my hips.  I was able to regain the happiness I had lost for so many years.  It was like I was in heaven.  Then Vinod put me down and he came over.  I made my legs wide and slept.  He began to hear me.
 I: hmm… .. son of Kei….  Nine Amman's Kei….  hmmm… ..
 Vinod: hmmm… ..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay… ..hmmm ……
 Our breathing increased.  He was eating my well.  I could not stop myself.  Even when my husband died, I was not happy.  My son's tulle was touching my throat.  With every shot of him, my nipples were going up and down.  It was not long before my power.  I was out my juice after 5 minutes.  Seeing that Vinod started to do Zorragi.  Didn't know he was over.  I simply slept so that he could do his job.  He was gushing at me.  His speed increased.  Breathing was also increased.  I knew he had reached the end.  Let me open my eyes.  He was blindfolded.  After a while, roaring loudly, he left his hard white juice in the pulpit.  The heat of his juice reached me.
 He collapsed and fell on me.  I hugged him hard.  I laughed and asked, "Magne… what have you done?"  He smiled and nodded.  We started talking again and again.  My oldest son came to the brewery.  We were stunned to see ourselves in the property.  I grabbed the table and bugged it.  My son started to scream at me from behind.  I was happy and happy.  I have not.  My tulu has been fasting for the past 13 years.  Now I have a stomach full of my son.  I put my hand down and started rubbing my tits.  My son-in-law was fast.  I started to scream.  “Hmmmm …… Kei Magne …….  Alas …….  I want to….  Log in….  Still inside ”.  Vinod accelerated.  My tulip juice was coming out.  I forgot everything and was in heaven.  Meanwhile my eldest son Vikram shouted, "Mummy ..."  Vinod gasped.  He stopped crying.  I said to him, "Hey… Magne. Don't stop. Kei."  He continued with Caudan.  I started talking to Vikram while he was waiting.
 I: Yaga Magne….  What happened?
 Vikram: What about you?
 I: What is something?  Do you see  Keith Daddivati… .. hmmm… .. little toddler….
 Vikram: Nachke Agolva you…?
 I: putta… haganbadwo… I was very opened, adke nin kaiskolidini.
 Vinod, meanwhile, had all his juice in my mouth.  I put him on the bed and went to Vikram.  I lay my foot on the table in front of him, rubbing my leg.
 I: Look little nun tulna….  See how the juice horg.  Do you see nothing?  Ba putta….  Kiba Nin Amman…
 Vikram: Amma na nin son…
 Me: Before that we were males… see nun tulu… .. nin tulun kaybaro… .. nin their alredi nannu is happy with me.  You sukha tugoba… hunge nangu sukha kodaba….
 Hearing my word, Vikram started to move, untied all his clothes and came to me.  His tulle was blistering earlier.  I laughed, grabbed his tulle, puffed it into his mouth, and began to flutter.  His furry tip was pink.  It was my mouth.  He inflamed my clit, grabbed my cock and pushed it up to the throat.  He started to suck my mouth.  He then lifted me up with both hands and spilled over the bed.  Came upon me like a beast.
 I: Slow down… ..
 Vikram: Alway .. I want you to go to Irnabeddre .. In Nanagastirbada… Your children are yours ...
 I: Ooh….!  Is it so good?  I'm ready… Kei Nodona….
 He pushed the tulle into my throat in one go, and started to cry faster.  For his speed, my tusks were burned by the fire.  My tummy was burning.  I was challenged by him.  For the fun of it beforehand, I quickly ran out of juice.  He continued to cry.  My tulip juice dried throughout.  His every shot started to burn.  I started begging him.
 I: little… .. nilsu… nun tulu is over.  No Nanag Agta….  Leave it for a while and do it again….
 Vikram: Not at all.  Togo, I'm afraid Nun Hodita… ..
 Me: I am a loser….  Bido nun….  Nun Thulu is out….
 Vikram: Harily it is….
 He was not in a listening situation.  He was fast.  His blow was like a torn tornado.  How much pain I have! "  He was raining on me like I wanted to.  It was difficult for him to even cry because my juice was soaked.  He took the oil that was there, smoked it on his skin, and continued to boil.  Seeing me like that, my son, was very wet in my mind, but my feet had failed.  He lifted me up and came to the milk and laid it on the ground.  The main door of the house had been removed.  So he came on me, and he started to mock me.  I was very hurt.  Audrey did not listen.  After a while he reached the end point.  I thought I was leaving juice in my mouth.  But he immediately removed the tulle, put it in my mouth, and put all the juice.  I swallowed it all.
 I lay there for a while.  I didn't feel like someone was licking my butt.  My youngest son is Vinod.  He rubbed my feet with alcohol.  I started to clear again.  Grabbing his clit, he started pressing my cock.  My throat was wet with my juice.  Meanwhile my oldest son got up.  Look at us, his tulle blushed again.  I was scared.  He got up and started sucking my nipples.  He made this turn.  My two children were making me happy.  Vinod then left Cheeepudunnan, and with his older brother started to spread the moles.  The two of them slept with me.  From the front, the young son tucked in the tully.  The eldest son just looks at me, but he began to brush off my bum.  I was like, “Yikes….  Kav Vikram… not in pain ”.  “Nothing happens Ma….  Enjoy ”  And Vinod Tulu started to listen to his sleep.  Vikram shook his hand and took the juice from my throat, and sucked it into his mouth and into my bum.  With my juice his tulle went smoothly inside.  I was hurt though.  When it was all over, she began to cry.
 My two children were very happy with me.  I was like, "hmmmm …… haaaaa …… .Cairie Muckle… please make your mommy happy."
 My children did not speak.  He was mired in his work.  I could see his speed and creeping up.  It was so enjoyable.  Our breathing increased.  Vinod began to shout, “Hm… .. hmm….” They both shook my whole body.  I gave a kiss to the little man who was chewing on me.  Seeing that, Vikram turned my face and gave me a deep kiss.  As we kissed, Aunt Vinod filled my juice with my juice.  He removed the towel from the grass and lay down there.  I turned to Vikram and said, "He's finished.  Vikram removed the tuna from the bakkam, put it in the grass and started to cry.  After a while we both sipped juice together.


 #your Sule Saradha son Sathisha

No comments:

Post a Comment