Santi was in control. She guided both of them. She let Himanshu fuck her from behind while she sucked Ajay. Then she made Ajay lie down and rode him while jerking Himanshu with her hand. She let both boys cum on her body — on her breasts, her stomach, her face.
Throughout it all, she kept moaning, kept moving, kept giving instructions like a teacher who had finally decided to give the most practical lesson of her life.
At one point, while Ajay was fucking her from behind and Himanshu was in her mouth, she suddenly remembered something. She pulled Himanshu’s cock out of her mouth for a second and asked, breathing heavily,
“Divyansh… kahan hai? Woh nahi aa raha na? Use nahi dekhna chahiye yeh sab…”
Himanshu, who was on the edge of cumming again, replied between moans,
“Woh… late aayega aunty… usne kaha tha ki mutton lene mein time lagega… woh aur Ajay dono gaye the… main akela tha isliye…”
Santi nodded, then took his cock back into her mouth without another word.
She was happy.
For the first time in many years, she felt desired. She felt young. She felt alive.
And she had decided — at least for now — that she was going to be their cool mummy in every possible way.
The sex in the hall did not stop after Ajay joined.
Santi was now completely lost in it. She had gone too far to turn back, and her body — starved for real pleasure for over five years — was responding like a woman half her age.
Himanshu was fucking her from behind while she was on all fours. His speed was relentless. He was thrusting hard and fast, his hips slapping against her ass with loud, wet sounds. Every powerful stroke made her moan loudly.
“Ahhh… Himanshu… slow… ahh… nahi… aur tez… haan… aise hi…”
His speed impressed her. Most men his age were either too fast and clumsy or too nervous. But Himanshu was pounding her with steady, powerful strokes that hit deep inside her. Every time his cock slammed in, she let out a sharp moan. Her breasts swung beneath her. Sweat and water from her earlier bath mixed on her skin.
Ajay was kneeling in front of her. His cock was thicker and longer than Himanshu’s. The size had surprised her when she first took it in her mouth. Now, while Himanshu fucked her from behind, she was sucking Ajay’s thick cock as deep as she could. She could barely take half of it, but she tried. The sheer girth stretched her lips.
She came first.
Her body shook violently as the orgasm ripped through her. She moaned around Ajay’s cock, her pussy clenching hard around Himanshu’s thrusting dick. Her juices ran down her thighs. She had never cum this hard in years.
Himanshu kept fucking her through her orgasm, his speed never slowing. That only made her moan louder.
A few minutes later, Himanshu groaned and pulled out. He moved in front of her and stroked his cock fast. Thick ropes of cum shot onto her face and open mouth. Santi opened her mouth and let some of it fall on her tongue. She swallowed it without hesitation.
Ajay was next. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and came on her breasts and neck. She rubbed his cum into her skin with one hand while licking the remaining drops from her lips.
