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Manya lay on the floor, still in a half crawling posture. She was still in heat and she still looked a bitch. Her ass felt well gripped and handled. Her pussy felt well pumped. Her mind was well relaxed. Her breasts however still ached for a caress and that ache got transferred again to her pussy. A mild heating began within her loins and this surprised Manya. What was the extent of her appetite, she wondered. She rose slowly, with only her sweaty braless training blouse on with the first two buttons undone as always. Her saree was in her hands and she tried to decide whether to put it on or go for a wash. Her thighs were sticky and some cum still settled wetly over her puffy pussy lips. Bhabhi The drying had not yet begun. She ran her fingers over her cunt lips and felt them. She scooped a bit of cum into her fingers and brought them to her nose. “Hmmmmm”, she purred at the aroma. Then suddenly the door bell rang. Surprised and alarmed at the untimely ring, she hastily began to assemble the saree over her ravaged hips. It was a relatively slower process since she did not have the benefit of a petticoat. “Who’s this”? She called out. “It’s me Mom” came her son Deen’s voice. Partly relieved but still alarmed she draped her saree quickly computer around herself. Now she didn’t have to worry about perfection in attire since it was only Deen. Yet the fact that she had allowed the grocer to fuck her just s a little while ago coupled with the freshly fucked feeling still coating her senses made the housewife a wee bit guilty. “Did you get your cell phone?” I asked. Before too long we were back on the Bhabhi road. “Yes, Ma’am,” I answered, and then immediately correctly myself. She drops to the floor on her knees. I never thought he would bring her to my college, but I didn't give him an option. Her juices oozing out and coating his knee. She turned off the highway and onto training the frontage road, then aimed herself towards the dirt road partially hidden by the nearby trees. I shifted. computer When I’d done, Ryan asked me if my pussy was wet. You fucking bitch.