Once she caught her father-in-law Rahamat’s eyes scanning her body up and down as she smiled back. He reciprocated with a charming smile of his own. She remembered that evening’s incident when her Sasur watched her being fucked by her own father in doggy-style … while her mother was stroking him from behind.
She could guess that her respected Sasurmosai was actually fucking her in his corrupted mind. Her heart was beating faster and she wondered if he would make a move soon or not. She walked up to him and bending forward, she touched her feet as he blessed her before going back to his talking with her mother.
As she talking with her friend Pamela, Nityanandaji’s eyes caught the attention of her backside. Her backless blouse showing her back with enough gap between her blouse and Saree was giving a glimpse of her nude back. Her curves and big ass were visible so clearly … the thin Saree had taken the clear shape of her bubble-ass.
He was devouring her charms secretly and then she turned her back towards him as she noticed his eyes scanning her body up and down. She had an unavoidable attraction at her motherly body. She had lost weight after her delivery and was looking very sexy with perfect curves and heavily milk-filld firm boobs.
Her deep navel was fully opened … as she wore her Saree at least three inches below of her navel … just above her cleanly shaven swollen mound. The milk-white abdomen looked like butter which was shouting to be kissed and to be played with and given the love and affection it deserved.
As she wandered around the hall … being a proud mother with her see-through thin Saree, once again she caught her Gurubaba staring at her. He smiled invitingly … and licking his dry lips in excitement. She didn’t mind it … she was familiar with his lustful behaviour. She could guess the effect of liqueur consumed his modesty … and today she felt herself daring.
She knew how to use her charm to full advantage to attract her horny Gurubaba even and she wasn’t ashamed to tease him a little with it either. The thin see-through Saree that she was wearing accentuated the curves of her body perfectly, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of what lay beneath.
She looked at him up and down with a subtle hint of approval … licking her lipstick coated ruby lips seductively … taking in his handsome features and tall frame. She could feel the heat rising from her chest to her face as she played with the pallu of her Saree … tracing it across her shoulders invitingly.
“Would you like something to drink, Gurubaba?” Once she asked him seductively … still playing with the Pallu / Anchal of the Saree. She was curious to see if he had the balls to make a move.
“No, thank you, Maa,” The long-bearded monk responded politely, his eyes still lingered on his young devotee’s semi-exposed boobs that was accentuated by the cleavage-baring tight blouse she was wearing underneath the thin Saree.
Soma then took another sip of wine and continued playing with the Anchal / Pallu ( Last portion of Saree ) as they continued their talks about her baby-boy and everyday life. But she noticed his eyes fixing on her deep-cleavage most of the time … she could feel the bra-less thin blouse was an instant hit with the hunk priest.
