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friend’s mom with owner – Part 3
January 20th, 2011 
admin Then, raising her torso , she peeled off her blouse. She looked like a sex goddess now. She had fleshy shoulders and arms and a slightly bulging belly. Her long, straight hair hung loose and seemed to cover her back completely. Age had only made her body nothing but juicy. Yes, I was thinking that she looked like a ripe and juicy mango. She raised her arms to tie her hair and I watched in delight how her big bobs joggled from side to side with her movements.
Now Vasu couldn’t hold himself any longer. With his free hand he pulled away his mundu and dropped it on the floor. Underneath he had nothing else on. He was stark naked! I saw his penis. It was a large organ, nearly six inches long. It was not yet fully erect. Grabbing my mother by her shoulders he climbed over her. No, she said, trying to push him off her, not now. Hari will wake up. But the old man was not to be stopped. We will not make much noise, he whispered to her and started kissing her cheeks and lips noisily as before, but now with double the passion.
My mother glanced at me nervously once or twice. I was hardly breathing. The bright moonlight flooding into the room through the window fell straight upon Vasu’s back. I watched as he caught the fat lower lip of my mother between his teeth and pulled at it gently. Finally, she let the hold on herself slip. She let herself be overcome by passion, completely. She threw her fleshy arms around the old man and began to rub her cheeks with his, her eyes shut, her mind completely relishing the pleasure he was giving her. She began to moan in abandon, not caring at all whether her son lying on the adjoining cot was awake or sleeping. The flat of her palms continuously traveled up and down his back, speaking the message that now she was completely with him in this game, that he was not to stop, not until they both had had enough.
Vasu, too, was breathing hard and softly moaning like her. As they moved wildly, the cot was creaking noisily, as if it too was aroused. I watched as twice my mother put her hand between their writhing bodies to hold his erect penis, to squeeze it, to feel its hardness. They continued in this manner for about five minutes. Now they were sweating a little because the night was hot, hot and calm. In the dreamy moonlight, sweat shone on my mother’s breasts and belly and on Vasu’s back. They stopped moving.
Take off your sari, said Vasu, climbing down from her body.Um…, said she. She tied up her hair again; it had got untied and completely disheveled during their long wrestle. She gently stood up on the cot and began to unfasten her sari. I watched with abated breath as she dropped her sari onto the floor and started undoing the string of her petticoat. The petticoat came down, revealing her fat, round thighs and her hairy cunt. The thighs were milk white. Sweat shone on them, like the rest of her. She lifted her legs to step out of her petticoat. She dropped it and stood on the cot stark naked.
Vasu had been watching her all the time, his back resting against the wall, his hand holding his big cock. Moonlight fell on my mother’s naked body, showing every curve. She was every inch a sex goddess. Her long hair fell down loose again. But this time she let it be and came down on her knees. Vasu rose from his position to take her into his arms. She received him with open arms. With both of them on their knees, they hugged each other in a loving embrace, feeling for each other’s body with hands that were restless. I saw Vasu’s hand come to rest on my mother’s ample buttocks, hold them firmly and knead their fleshy round bulk. My mother kissed Vasu on the cheeks and neck. She stroked her cheeks on the hair on his chest.
Now Vasu held her shoulders and made her lie down as she had been lying before. He was going to fuck her. She moaned and looked at him in anticipation. She spread her fat thighs and he kneeled down between them, holding his penis. With his fingers he gently stroked and pulled at the hair on her pussy. She lifted her pussy up to him. Here, take it all, she seemed to be saying. Now he touched the tip of his cock to her cunt. She froze, waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot just to have a closer look at things. He let his cock completely disappear into my mother’s cunt. She moaned, a long moan of simply unbearable pleasure. He caught hold of her shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his motion. Ummmmm..ahhhh..uummmmm…, my mother moaned. She did not know what to do with her hands for they were moving in all directions, touching whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own. The old man, because of his age was moving rather slowly. My impatient mother was again and again raising her hips, urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. Soon he was totally drenched in sweat.
Now Vasu held her shoulders and made her lie down as she had been lying before. He was going to fuck her. She moaned and looked at him in anticipation. She spread her fat thighs and he kneeled down between them, holding his penis. With his fingers he gently stroked and pulled at the hair on her pussy. She lifted her pussy up to him. Here, take it all, she seemed to be saying. Now he touched the tip of his cock to her cunt. She froze, waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot just to have a closer look at things. He let his cock completely disappear into my mother’s cunt. She moaned, a long moan of simply unbearable pleasure. He caught hold of her shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his motion. Ummmmm..ahhhh..uummmmm…, my mother moaned. She did not know what to do with her hands for they were moving in all directions, touching whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own. The old man, because of his age was moving rather slowly. My impatient mother was again and again raising her hips, urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. Soon he was totally drenched in sweat.
He stopped suddenly. I’ll lie down. You move,he said to my mother. So they repositioned themselves. Vasu lay down with his head resting on the pillow. Mother stood with her knees planted on either sides of his body. She guided his equipment into her wet cunt once again and started moving. Oh, how she moved! The cot creaked wildly and I was wondering if it would give away. Oh, how her breasts were jumping up and down with her. She would pause occasionally to brush away a strand of her loose hair from her face. She was softly moaning as she moved, giving Vasu the thrill of his life. Vasu lay relaxed. His hands occasionally rose to touch her lovely breasts, or to hold her sweating buttocks. Sometimes she would hold Vasu’s shoulder and lean forward as she moved, her oversized breasts hanging flaccidly over his face. Oh, how the twin coconuts would dance. I looked without even blinking, so as not to miss anything. They fucked for ten minutes.
Then when their passion was spent, they lay down exhausted in each other’s arms. But, in another ten minutes, they were ready for one more go. This was the first of my mother’s nights with Vasu. Many more were to come.
KamaSutra – The union of the bee
January 20th, 2011 admin 
The woman is based on the penis of its seated man with the legs lengthened. The woman can go and then come vertically leaning on the hands and the legs. The man accompanies its movements raising it for buttocks or the coscie.
Varying:The man can support the back to the wall for a better support. The woman can kneel down itself instead being based for being able itself to fold more easy in ahead and changing the rake of the vagina.
The prò: Against:
