“I am not mad at Murad, just you as you are my husband and I expected much more from you… He continued his dance moves, and then slowly his hands began to move around her waist. Slowly we had a group of followers, formed a gang, and came to be known as college waste cleaners. Madhavi and Murad did not skip a beat and we kept fucking. Murad also told us that he was about to cum, Madhavi told him to cum in her ass. He would then say how he would play with those tits, making me confused whether he was talking about his imaginary girlfriend or my mom. I went into Murad`s room and he had already changed into shorts and a casual T-shirt. We had dinner and even helped mom clean up after that we went to our room and pretended to study for a while. “Oh shut up, it’s what friends do” replied Murad. He began to suck it as if he expected juice to come.
