FuckMyIndianMom
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Would love help developing the idea, particularly how she's manipulated, dub con type and humiliated.
Indu, a 45-year-old married Indian housewife, projects a shy, conservative facade as the dutiful wife. Yet beneath her simple and cultured exterior lies a slutty core, craving forbidden pleasure she suppresses for her family’s sake.
She visits a small tailoring shop on a secluded road to get a blouse stitched, where a young, charming tailor greets her alone in the shop. As he takes measurements, his fingers linger on her curves, brushing her breasts and hips, sparking an immediate, wet heat in Indu’s eager pussy. She bites her lip, her body arching into his touch, her slutty nature stirring.
The tailor, sensing her hunger, manipulates her with flirty praise, suggesting her saree needs to be removed for perfect measurements to showcase her hot body. Driven by her suppressed lust, Indu eagerly complies, unwrapping her saree.
Unbeknownst to her, a passerby across the secluded road watches through the shop’s window. The tailor’s flirting intensifies, his hands groping her tits and ass freely as he compliments her figure.
He bends her over the table, lifting her skirt and fucks her while the voyer watches
Indu, a 45-year-old married Indian housewife, projects a shy, conservative facade as the dutiful wife. Yet beneath her simple and cultured exterior lies a slutty core, craving forbidden pleasure she suppresses for her family’s sake.
She visits a small tailoring shop on a secluded road to get a blouse stitched, where a young, charming tailor greets her alone in the shop. As he takes measurements, his fingers linger on her curves, brushing her breasts and hips, sparking an immediate, wet heat in Indu’s eager pussy. She bites her lip, her body arching into his touch, her slutty nature stirring.
The tailor, sensing her hunger, manipulates her with flirty praise, suggesting her saree needs to be removed for perfect measurements to showcase her hot body. Driven by her suppressed lust, Indu eagerly complies, unwrapping her saree.
Unbeknownst to her, a passerby across the secluded road watches through the shop’s window. The tailor’s flirting intensifies, his hands groping her tits and ass freely as he compliments her figure.
He bends her over the table, lifting her skirt and fucks her while the voyer watches
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