“He never married. “Wanted to use the loo. Indian xxx I said nothing.Mom opened the door, smiling, dressed in a soft, flowing maxi. My breath caught as I realised where he was going.He stopped outside their door, hesitating for just a second before pushing it open. Ashok was on the sofa, sipping tea. Her shoulders were bare now.He had eased her dress down gently, his hand brushing aside the strap of her bra. “Come with me. “Open,” he murmured, voice thick with need. He turned to Mom. It dripped onto my notes beneath her, staining the open pages, the ink blurring as the liquid soaked in. I was lost in an absolutely weird nightmare.I hesitated, then asked, “How is Ashok? I nodded, trying not to stare too long.Dad took the bag from the delivery guy, opening it curiously. Why did Mom lie? Her eyes locked on Dad’s face—peaceful, clueless, inches away.Ashok thrust in hard, no warning, his cock sinking deep. The cum already oozing out of her pussy
