Mother, aunt, sister's husband

Mother, aunt, sister's husband

Hello friends. My name is Suja Ghosh, 19 years old. I live in Kolkata. I belong to a Brahmin family. Our joint family. My father has two brothers. Father Raju Ghosh, 42 years old and mother Malini Ghosh, 39 years old. My elder brother Rajnath Ghosh, 48 years old and elder sister Sudipa Ghosh, 45 years old. My mother is a school teacher and Jethi is the chairman of an NGO. Our father died. Grandma is over 65. I don't have any brothers. We don't have children at home. He did not have a son. I'm the only boy in the house. I don't care about money or fame. Daddy and Mommy love them all. Seek education. My dad loves me too. I often sleep on my own.

I will go to college before I go to university. I got a good university. I don't lack anything, but what I lack is a woman's body. I have a strange fascination with the female body. Especially for older women. I see old women, daughters-in-law, daughters-in-law, sisters-in-law all alive in the neighbourhood. Think about them. I read books, read stories, and watch porn. Remove the 6.5 -inch dung cakes and apply the paste. My hips are a little wide. Thick sand on both sides. The amount of semen in the filled beech is sufficient. The colour is bright pink. Rub the finger on the roof of the mandi. The room is out.

In my imagination, their big milk, pods float in them. I don't smell them in my mouth. Dip your face in their poop. I set the money down and toss it hard. Ummm, the sound of the house. Thinking of these things, my father's wealth rises. Another thing I love is women's armpits. As soon as I see it, I crave to eat. My precum comes out when I see the sweating around the blouse after the work of the aunt, the mother-in-law. Sometimes the mother or the jetty allows the bra to dry. I take them to the nose on the side of the armpit, sniff and stuff them. Sometimes I dream of them together. Anyway, let me think about this. I don't see any such woman. It's his mother's fault for thinking of him like that. But if I couldn't think of anyone else, I would.

Anyway, let's get to the day. So I went to college that day. The work was completed by afternoon. I met my friend on the way out. Do you want to see a new photo of the college? I said why don't I see it? We went to the bathroom together. I started to see the two of them holding hands. Open the button on the blouse, the cleavage is out in the middle of the picture. Both hands are raised. Sweating is understandable. It is not a photograph. But I love these kind of pictures. It would be better if it was older. I've already paid two bucks to see it. My hands run from the top to the bottom. The tree is moving forward a little bit.

The skin on the head expands and contracts. It's time for a change. I took his money and he took mine. I started to hit each other. At times I could smell the smell coming from my nose. I spent a lot of time with both of them together. I played a prank. Both of us became more horny after eating the salty prikkam. In the meantime, he took my money and stuffed it in his mouth. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! I don't know how comfortable it is to be in someone's face. The money began to pile up in his mouth. We did this at school together. He always got a chance to steal my money. He didn't get anyone in his face. He likes to eat his kids. I don't want my son to die. He's never fucked. Because of the lack of a daughter and his desire to put money in her mouth. He opened his mouth and began to cry aloud. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I grabbed his head and put it all over his neck. I put a finger in his pocket. Breathe in and smell the smell again. I have a strong addiction to the smell. I put my finger in his pussy. At times, I would pull out my fingers. The smell is pungent and pungent. I hugged his mother.

I began to cry aloud. At the same time, he began to steal my money. I noticed that his mouth was getting bigger. If I go on like this for a while, I'll stuff his face. He kept on twisting and twisting his tongue in front of me. I almost gave up on my body. Her mother's name is Ponnamma. I continued to scream when I saw Nina Maggie, who couldn't get close to you and was sucking in the mouth of your big sucking boy today. Hearing this, he began to cry aloud. I reached the final. The bullet hit him in his face. He realised it and started sucking. He started playing with one hand. One does not want to waste a drop of precious semen. But then someone knocked on the door of the bathroom.

Maybe it's to clean up. Both of us were terrified. Quickly put on the pants. I sat quietly and waited for the man to leave. After a while, I noticed that everything was quiet. He opened the door slowly and stepped out of the room. Two minutes later I was out. My knee was standing all over the road and it was hurting. The goods did not come out, they were stuck at the last moment. I was so angry at the man. As I thought about this, I started walking home. I met Jodie on the street. He gave me a packet to give to my sister and brother-in-law. I looked at my watch and it was two o'clock. It's no longer too late. I'm hungry and I'll be home soon. But wealth somehow diverts attention. 
I didn't agree. I want her to be happy in some way. I carried the money in my pants. And sometimes I feel pain in my hands. I went home with the packages.