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- Jul- 2026 -28 JulyAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 23
I was feeling accomplished and fully satisfied now for the first time in my life. Just then my phone beeped. I took my phone and saw a message from Adarsh uncle. He said “Nandini I am really sorry about today. I am feeling really ashamed about it”. I knew uncle was referring to the peeping incident but I decided to play dumb. It’s Not My Fault – Part 22 Me – Uncle what are you sorry about? Uncle – Nandini I am feeling very guilty and ashamed about what I did today when you were feeding your baby. Me –…
- 24 JulyAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 22
He calmly replied “madam please understand your bag needs to look full so your husband doesn’t suspect anything. You can return these when you come here next time.”. I was amazed at his presence of mind. I gave him a naughty wink and a smile and left from there. It’s Not My Fault – Part 21 I got back home and found Ramesh watching TV and also sifting through some papers. He saw the bag and said “that’s a lot of vegetables…”. I replied “yes, this is why I had to go today because the fridge is empty…”. I put…
- 22 JulyIncest
Mummy’s Photoshoot – A real Story
In the bustling heart of Patna, where the mighty Ganges flows with timeless grace and the streets hum with the energy of ancient traditions meeting modern ambitions, lived the Sharma family—a portrait of warmth, aspiration, and quiet complexities. At the center of this household stood Meera Sharma, 41 years old, a woman whose life had gracefully transitioned from the spotlight to the hearth. Once a passionate student at a renowned drama school in Delhi, where she honed her skills in expressive arts and theatrical performances, Meera now channeled her creative soul as a respected classical dance teacher. Her days were…
- 22 JulyIncest
Ideal Religious Family : 1
Supriya Chowdhury was an all-star middle-aged mom no doubt. Her personality had this sweet aura that drew a lot of people towards her… specially the lovers of Bengali TV serials. It seemed like she was happy all the time and always secured about where she had been and where she was going. She exhibited confidence and intelligence, but at the same time she had this naïve nature to her personality that gave off a hint of vulnerability. While her magnetic personality was a huge drawn for men and women alike… specially her fans, her most important features that garnered attention…
- 22 JulyCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 21
He murmured “mmmmm… So fucking tasty… Madam your husband is a very lucky man to have such a beautiful and tasty wife…”. I shot back “Syed my husband is no different from your wife… He too doesn’t like putting his mouth down there. So he never does it…”. Syed looked up surprised from between my legs. He asked “madam are you enjoying what I am doing…”? I shamelessly replied “Syed what does my moaning tell you…”. He grinned and dived back in to licking and tongue fucking my pussy harder making me wriggle uncontrollably in crazy pleasures. He murmured “mmmmm……
- 19 JulyIncest
The Son’s Pubic Itch
In the dusty, mango-scented lanes of Mohanpur — a small, sleepy town in central Uttar Pradesh — life followed the same rhythm for generations. The temple bell rang at dawn, the government school whistle blew at eight, and by nine at night most houses had already switched off their lights. It was the kind of place where everyone knew whose son had scored what in the boards, whose daughter was getting married, and whose family was struggling to pay the electricity bill. In this world lived three boys who had become something rarer than brothers. Divyansh was eighteen, tall and…
- 12 JulyIncest
Fucking Mummy with Aunt’s Help
In the glittering expanse of Bangalore’s Whitefield, where the city’s relentless ambition meets pockets of refined luxury, stood our upscale gated community — a world of manicured lawns, sparkling swimming pools, and towering apartments that housed the city’s successful professionals. The Sharma family had carved out a comfortable life here, far from our ancestral roots in Punjab, yet deeply connected to the traditions that shaped us. We were a picture-perfect North Indian upper-middle-class household: modern in our aspirations, traditional in our values, and quietly prosperous enough to enjoy the finer things — weekend brunches at five-star hotels, annual family vacations,…
- Jun- 2026 -10 JuneCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 12
I kissed his cheek and said “it’s okay sweetheart... I am very happy that you tried...”. I sat him on my sofa and sat next to him in a side hug. Today Suresh wasn’t as shy and nervous as he was yesterday...
- 3 JuneCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 10
After letting him suck my tits for a while, I asked “Shyam haven’t you had your fill”? He looked at me and grinned “I can never have enough of your tasty big boobs Nandini”.
- May- 2026 -28 MayCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 9
This guy really knew how to please a woman in bed and I felt very lucky to have found him... I grabbed his cock again with both hands and saw it closely for the first time. I lowered my mouth trying to take as much as possible into my mouth...
- Jan- 2026 -21 JanuaryCheat
The Starving Housewife – 127 (FINAL)
Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part ( The Starving Housewife – 126) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue Kamal stood frozen boiling with rage but at the same time he felt defeated and guilty. Sabitri calling Dada who was her dad’s age as her husband in front of him was the last nail in his relationship. He realized Sabitri was too far gone… and probably never coming back… now he had lost her for good. Sabitri commanded “Kamal now what are you waiting for? Are you going to give us some privacy…
- 15 JanuaryCheat
The Starving Housewife – 126
Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part ( The Starving Housewife – 125 ) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue She said “Dada darling right now I need this more than ever…”. Sabitri held his big hard cock in her hand slowly stroking it while looking expectantly at him. Dada smiled and said “that’s exactly what I too had in mind Baby… Let’s celebrate your freedom tonight…”. Sabitri said “Dada darling I have something different in mind to try out now…follow me…”. She led him to her kitchen and sat on the kitchen counter…