Recognising her own panties, she quickly searched her memory and realised that the white lace panties that he had over his nose were the same ones that she had been wearing the day before. Despite the fact that there was no one to see, she felt herself blush when she remembered how messy she had made them the previous night when she had got herself off.
Most nights she would have to pleasure herself with different vegetable items…. like cucumber, carrot, brinjal etc since her husband’s death and last night was no exception. So, when she realised the effect her dirty white panties were having on her widower father-in-law, she smiled to herself. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the quiet of the morning was broken by his moans.
“Oh Mumtaz, my darling Bouma, I wish it was your cunt on my face!” She heard her father-in-law mumble in her soaking panties.
And hearing this, Mumtaz found herself wishing the same thing. With her hand sliding down inside her Salwar, she looked back to her father-in-law’s big stiff cock and imagined her hand running up and down his magnificent erection. Soon, her fingers became wet with her juices as they stroked between her legs.
Aware that she could be caught at any moment, she listened carefully to hear any sign of her daughter from her bedroom that was on the opposite side of her father-in-law’s room. She watched on nervously and her eye’s focused on the big bulging dark knob that was glistening with pre cum as he wanked faster.
Moments later, she was treated to the erotic sight of stream after stream of thick cum shooting in to the air and splattering all over his hand and body. Before returning to her own room, she watched him stretch her dirty panties between his hands…. then kiss and lick the wet patch that she had produced the night before.
A few minutes later Mumtaz was back in her room and was soon making an even bigger mess in the panties she wore as she relived the sight of her father-in-law in her mind’s eye… Anyway every time she saw him that day she felt herself blush. At one point, Aslam noticed his daughter-in-law’s sudden odd behaviour but failed to guess it’s reason.
All Mumtaz could see was her father-in-law’s big thick cock from the morning that day, although in reality he was fully clothed and of course he was oblivious to the fact they he had been watched. A couple of times he asked if she was okay when he noticed her red face which she made the excuse that she was just feeling hot because she had been rushing around.
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Anyway, one night, after finishing dinner, she had cleaned the dining table and arranged the utensils. She then refreshed herself with a quick shower and changed into a sky-blue nightie without any underwear. She lay on the couch in her room taking a long brinjal in her hand and prayed silently to Almighty Allah to bless her with a hard cock as she pleasured herself with that vegitable.
Very soon, she climaxed thinking the brinjal as her father-in-law’s big shaft…. and after that, she fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up the next morning, she lay on the couch, her short and loose-fitting Nightie hiked just above her brinjal stuffed cunt. One of her medium size tits had come out of her Nightie, firm and round, silky smooth, and her light-brown nipple rigid.
