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Ideal Religious Family : 3

“It’s happened! Ultimately I’m pregnant!” Soma said excitedly…. one month later in a sunny morning, during breakfast … she handed her brother a piece of plastic, it was pregnancy to test. Ideal Religious Family : 2 “Oh Doll, I’m so happy for you!” Suman gasped, overjoyed as he hugged her…

It’s Not My Fault – Part 27

He replied “what are you worried about sweetheart”? I whispered “uncle you are so unusually big that you could kill me with that thing. I don’t think I can take it…” while again pointing to his cock… It’s Not My Fault – Part 26 Uncle whispered “don’t worry sweetheart. Yes,…

Bus Ride – 4

Down below he didn’t move giving me enough time to get accustomed to his big fat cock. His other hand moved down to my pussy and began fingering my clit again. This felt so good that the pain in my ass was quickly reducing. Soon the pleasures had helped greatly…

Bus Ride – 3

I thought in my mind that I had already committed a sin by letting Praveen have sex with me, but at the same time this sin felt so good that I quickly got over the guilt and shame of having cheated on my husband. Bus Ride – 2 Somanna came…

It’s Not My Fault – Part 26

I filled a few bottles of water and gave it to Ramu. He was reluctant to take it but I forced him. I gave him a good bye smooch and locked the door. I ate a few more bananas to get some quick energy. Then I sat on my sofa…

Bus Ride – 2

The pleasure was so intense that I decided to stop complaining and just enjoy with him without second thoughts. Praveen continued sucking my boobs for a long time also kissing all over my breasts resulting in me having an orgasm right then. Bus Ride – 1 This was my first…

Bus Ride – 1

Hi, My name is Bhagya and I am from Bangalore. I am 34yrs old, married with two lovely children and a loving husband who has his own business. We are an average middle class family from Bangalore. I really enjoy reading the various encounters posted by women on this site…

Ideal Religious Family : 2

“Oh, Parvati Maa, you know I want to be a mother… a real mother. For the past seven days, I have been following the instructions given by Guruji–keeping his blessed hibiscus flower under my pillow. However, it is beyond my imagination that from the very first day, you have been…

Sibling Secrets: Chandigarh Nights

The heavy, suffocating humidity of the Chandigarh afternoon pressed against the glass windows, making the air inside feel impossibly thick. Vyom paced the small living room of his apartment. The humid air hung in the room, matching the suffocating, anxious weight in his chest. Well, for a few more minutes,…

It’s Not My Fault – Part 25

Ohhh… Fuckkk… My pussy violently twitched… My juices gushed out… My heart skipped a beat because I was finally going to realise my fantasy of experiencing real anal sex. Ramu placed the butter on the bedside table and got on my bed. It’s Not My Fault – Part 24 I…