“Yeah, it was better than good but I would be the happiest woman if your son could impregnate me ultimately….. fulfilling my early morning’s dream,” Hema admitted smilingly. “In bed he was incredible! I couldn’t stop cumming. I’ve never felt anything like it. He is so handsome and cute…. making love to me not like a kid but like a real stud. I felt like his body was melting in mine and that our souls became one.”
“Oh Hema. It sounds like you are in love with my son!” Shabana said feeling a itch started to grow in her own cunt…. hearing all the details of torrid lovemaking between her son and friend as she squirmed on her seat.
“Yes Shabana, I am! With your son!!! Even I told him to treat me as his wife,” replied Hema as she started to cry.
“It’s OK Hema, I could guess your feeling,” Once again Shabana wiped her childless Punjabi friend’s eyes with her ‘Dupatta’ as she continued, “But what did Dharambhai do while all this was going on?”
“He sat excitedly beside the bed sitting on a chair and watched in mesmerized while stroking his extremely hard cook and finally shooting a huge amount of cum,” replied Hema. “Salim and I totally forgot that he was just beside our bed. We made love in front of him who often encouraged your son by massaging his large cum-filled swinging ballsac.”
“It means he must have been OK with it otherwise he would have stopped you. He surely enjoyed it as much as you and my son did.” Shabana said feeling her cunt-juices slowly seeping in her panties.
“Yeah, you know he always likes to see me fucking others.”
“How could I forget those exciting moments….. I still could remember how much your husband loved to watch you when my late husband Latif would fuck you savagely,” Shabana now started rubbing her itching cunt openly reminiscing her deceased husband’s lovemaking with her Punjabi friend. “At least you’ve included Dharambhai this time also and let him watch…. so there will be no complication in future. I’m glad that finally you let him clean your creampie cunt.”
“Oh that was so hot….. he sucked my creampie cunt like a hungry dog,” Hema laughed remembering her husband’s kinkiness….. then she asked her friend. “Anyway, what do I do now?”
“It’s now obvious you are in love with my son. Plus you said that my son fucked you like a stallion. I’d let my son know how you feel and make sure that he knows that you want him to be your husband. But it’s your duty to let him know how much he means to you and how you need to feel him in your arms…. OK, be his wife Hema….. and my daughter-in-law! Enjoy it! It’s every mother’s dream….. and yes, from now on you aren’t my friend…. but my Bouma ( Daughter-in-law )….. now smile!”
“You’re are so kind Shabana,” Hema’s eyes again filled with tears with emotional feelings.
“No more Shabana….. I’m your Sasurima ( Mother-in-law )…. So call me as ‘Maa” or ‘Ammi’…. isn’t it fair?” Shabana smiled.
“Yes Ammi….. I’m really lucky to have my dearest friend as my Mom….. but it seems you’re excited hearing our sex,” raising from her seat Hema touched her Muslim friend’s feet as Shabana hugged her friend cum Bouma ( Daughter-in-law ) with tearful eyes….. blessed her like a real mother-in-law and finally kissed her lips.