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Neighborhood Milf - Chapter 1
It was a regular hot summer day and there was nothing that Jayanth was looking forward to more than staying over at his best friend Rahul's house for a few days during his vacation. Even though they were best friends there was something that Jayanth couldn't deny. Rahul's mom, Shruthi, was the definition of a Milf and he had always wanted to fuck her silly. Even his sister, Janhvi as well. They were both two of the most beautiful women he had seen, and with this trip he might finally be able to do something about it.
Jayanth drove up into the driveway, shouldered his backpack and walked up to the front door. "Alright, see if anyone's here". He peered in the window by the door and saw a faint light coming from the kitchen. With a loud knock he hit the door with his knuckles and waited for a response. The door from the garage creaks open and out steps Rahul and his mom Shruthi right behind.
"Heeeeeeyyyy, hows it going man?" Rahul exclaimed and dashed to the door to let him in. "Good to see ya. Glad you could make it." They both hugged and as Jayanth let go he reached in to Shruthi who was standing right by and gave her a hug too.
"Hows it going Shruthi? Thanks for having me." Jayanth said as he held her to him. She embraced him as well and they stood there for maybe a bit longer than what made Rahul comfortable. As they dropped their arms Jayanth reached and gave her hand one more litle innocent squeeze. At least that's what it looked like on the outstide. "So.......where can I put my stuff?"
It was a regular hot summer day and there was nothing that Jayanth was looking forward to more than staying over at his best friend Rahul's house for a few days during his vacation. Even though they were best friends there was something that Jayanth couldn't deny. Rahul's mom, Shruthi, was the definition of a Milf and he had always wanted to fuck her silly. Even his sister, Janhvi as well. They were both two of the most beautiful women he had seen, and with this trip he might finally be able to do something about it.
Jayanth drove up into the driveway, shouldered his backpack and walked up to the front door. "Alright, see if anyone's here". He peered in the window by the door and saw a faint light coming from the kitchen. With a loud knock he hit the door with his knuckles and waited for a response. The door from the garage creaks open and out steps Rahul and his mom Shruthi right behind.
"Heeeeeeyyyy, hows it going man?" Rahul exclaimed and dashed to the door to let him in. "Good to see ya. Glad you could make it." They both hugged and as Jayanth let go he reached in to Shruthi who was standing right by and gave her a hug too.
"Hows it going Shruthi? Thanks for having me." Jayanth said as he held her to him. She embraced him as well and they stood there for maybe a bit longer than what made Rahul comfortable. As they dropped their arms Jayanth reached and gave her hand one more litle innocent squeeze. At least that's what it looked like on the outstide. "So.......where can I put my stuff?"