Fluidly, we shifted. Pawan rose, face slick with her essence, cock throbbing. “I need to be inside you,” he pleaded. Mummy nodded eagerly, pulling him down for a romantic kiss, tasting herself on his lips. He positioned at her entrance, rubbing the head along her folds before sliding in vaginally—slow, inch by thick inch, her walls stretching around him. “So tight… so perfect,” he groaned as he bottomed out. She cried out in pleasure, legs wrapping around his waist. He thrust steadily—deep, rhythmic strokes that made her breasts bounce. Himashu moved to her mouth now, feeding her his cock; she sucked hungrily, hand stroking what she couldn’t take. I caressed her clit in circles, heightening her sensations.
Positions evolved naturally, bodies syncing in primal harmony. We turned her onto her side for spooning—Himashu entering her vaginally from behind, slow and intimate, one hand on her breast, kissing her neck. “I love you like this… close, deep,” he whispered emotionally. Pawan knelt in front, her mouth on him in a loving blowjob—sloppy, devoted, eyes watering with joy. I took her hand, guiding it to stroke me while kissing her deeply over Himashu’s thrusts.
Bolder now, anal entered the dance. Mummy initiated shyly: “I want you everywhere… all of you inside me.” We prepared tenderly—fingers slick with her juices and saliva easing the way. I entered her ass first, from behind in doggy style while she rode Pawan vaginally facing him—double penetration that made her scream in bliss. “Yes… fill me completely… my loves!” Her body trembled, clenching around us. Himashu stood before her, her mouth deepthroating him messily, gagging softly but eagerly. “You’re taking us so well… our perfect woman,” Pawan murmured romantically, hands on her hips.
We rotated endlessly: missionary for eye-contact intimacy, me thrusting vaginally while whispering “I love you, Mummy… forever”; her on top riding Himashu reverse cowgirl, ass bouncing as I took her anally from behind; standing against the wall for urgent, passionate anal with Pawan, her legs wrapped around him while Himashu and I sucked her breasts. Blowjobs interspersed—her on her knees at one point, servicing all three in turn, hands and mouth working tirelessly, eyes shining with fulfillment. “You boys… my men… make me feel so desired,” she confessed tearfully between licks.
Emotions peaked amid the physical: tears of release, laughter in tender moments, confessions like “That summer day changed everything… I knew then.” Romance wove through—slow kisses, gentle caresses even in rough thrusts.
The climax built like a tidal wave. We arranged her on her back again, surrounded. Pawan thrust deep vaginally, fast and relentless; I took her ass from the side, syncing strokes for maximum fullness; Himashu in her mouth, her cheeks hollowing. Hands everywhere—mine on her clit, rubbing furiously; Himashu’s pinching nipples. “Cum with us… let go, love,” we urged.
It shattered spectacularly. Mummy came first—body convulsing wildly, walls milking Pawan and me in rhythmic spasms, juices squirting as she screamed around Himashu. “I’m cumming… oh god, my boys… yes!” The sight and feel triggered us chain-like: Pawan groaned deeply, hips stuttering as he flooded her vagina with hot pulses; I followed seconds later, erupting deep in her ass, waves of ecstasy blinding me; Himashu pulled out, stroking himself to release thick ropes across her breasts, stomach, and open mouth—she caught what she could on her tongue, swallowing with a satisfied moan.