“Sandhya,” he spoke into the phone, his voice a low murmur, “Ma wants to know if the saree is making you feel as good as it looks.”Prijesh’s hand slipped beneath my panties. “Yes, Ma,” I breathed, “everything is…wonderful.”Prijesh’s thrusts grew stronger, his hand sliding up to squeeze my breast. Desiporn “Who’s that?” he mouthed.I whispered, “It’s just Ma.” Prijesh smirked, a knowing look crossing his face. I nodded, giving him the consent he sought, my voice a whisper, “Yes, Prijesh, do it.” Ma’s voice was a distant echoPrijesh’s hand moved to grip my throat gently, his cock slamming into me with an urgency that had me teetering on the edge.“Ma,” I panted, “Prijesh is…about to give me a special gift.” With one final, powerful thrust, Prijesh released his load, his hot cum spurting onto
