Chapter 153: Breaking the Mother-Daughter Maid Duo

Asha looked at me with her innocent eyes, wondering why I was asking that. Her mouth was open, my cum smeared on her cheeks and lips, making her look filthy and ready to breed, her plump lips glistening, cheeks flushed a deep red, a thick white streak running down her chin, her eyes wide with a mix of shame and growing hunger.

“My top, sir?” Asha asked softly, her voice trembling, her hands hesitating at the hem of her tunic.

Maya stopped sucking my dick for a moment, my cock still in her mouth, her lips stretched around the head. She looked up at me, her eyes dark and questioning at what I had just said to Asha, not pulling away yet, her tongue still flicking the tip instinctively.

“Yeah… you both have made me so hard,” I said, pulling my dick away from Maya’s mouth with a wet pop. She reached for it immediately like she couldn’t stay away, her mouth open, her tongue extended slightly, her eyes filled with lust, not caring how filthy she looked sucking a man’s dick in front of her daughter.

I showed them my rock-hard dick, filthy with their saliva, the thick shaft glistening, veins pulsing, the head swollen and leaking fresh precum. “See… how would I go meet my friends if I can’t even wear my shorts properly?” I said, smiling as I stroked it slowly, letting them see the full length and the mess coating every inch.

“What can I do to make it right, sir?” Asha asked with her innocent eyes, looking up at me like she was ready to do anything I asked, her voice soft and eager, her hands fidgeting in her lap.

“Remove your top,” I said, stroking it slowly, showing how hard it was from their bodies. “I want to release the pressure building in my cock.”

“Sir… please let Asha go… I’ll satisfy you fully,” Maya said. She still cared a little for her daughter, but she cared more about having my dick just for herself, her voice trembling with desperation, her eyes fixed on my throbbing cock.

“No, Maya… it’s Asha’s fault too,” I said, looking at Maya, who was broken with lust beyond relief. “She should make it right. And you remove your top too.” She didn’t care what I ordered her daughter to do. She just wanted my cock more, her eyes locked on my shaft, her breathing ragged.

Asha looked at me with her innocent eyes and obeyed. She started removing her top slowly, pulling the tunic up over her head and revealing her plump, round breasts, barely contained in a simple bra. Her nipples were hard and dark, pushing against the thin material, her cleavage deep and inviting. She hid her chest with her arm, feeling a sense of shame as she stripped down in front of a man.

“Don’t hide them, Asha… let me see,” I said, my voice firm.

“I feel shame, sir,” Asha said, looking down, her face getting redder. She was ready to do anything for me, but she still had some shame left, her arms trembling as she slowly lowered them.

On the other hand, Maya removed her top quickly. Fuck, her boobs were so big and juicy, almost spilling out of her simple bra, her deep navel and wide hips now in full view, her mature skin glowing, heavy tits heaving with every quick breath, her nipples hard and prominent through the bra.

“Look at your mother, how confident she is in her body,” I said, admiring Maya’s upper body now clad only in a bra, her curves on full display, thick and inviting.

Fuck, the way both the mother and daughter were kneeling in front of me in just a bra on top made me wild. Their heavy breasts strained against the thin fabric, nipples hard and dark, pushing through clearly, cleavage deep and inviting, their skin glowing under the room’s warm light.

“Come here, Maya,” I said, extending my hand for her to get up. She stood slowly, her boobs jiggling in the bra, the motion making them bounce heavily. Her lower body was still in those salwar pants, hugging her fat, juicy ass, which I could see outlined perfectly through the fabric, her cheeks round and thick, swaying as she rose to her feet.

I put my hands on her juicy boobs and started squeezing them to feel how big and tight they were over the bra. The soft flesh overflowed my palms, warm and heavy, her nipples poking hard against my fingers through the material.

“Wow, Maya… your boobs are so juicy,” I said, feeling her while her daughter watched how I played with her boobs, kneading them firmly, my thumbs brushing the hard peaks.

“Ahh, sir…” she moaned, unable to control herself. And how could she? She was being touched like this after a long time, her body trembling, breath hitching, her pussy clearly leaking under her pants.

I slipped her bra down to reveal her long, erect nipples. “Maya… your nipples are so hard right now,” I said, brushing them with my fingers, pinching lightly, rolling them between my thumb and forefinger, making her gasp and arch into my touch.

Asha was still there, kneeling on the floor, watching me, seeing how I touched her mother’s body, how I made her moan with just a touch to her boobs and nipples. She was breathing heavier, unable to believe it was actually happening, but still getting more aroused, her thighs pressing together, her scarf slipped low, her plump breasts heaving in her bra.

“Sir…” Maya spoke, unable to form proper words, her voice shaky and thick with need.

“Yes, Maya?” I said, still playing with her boobs, squeezing those juicy melons, feeling their weight and softness, my thumbs circling her nipples.

“Please… I’ll satisfy you in any way, but don’t do it in front of Asha,” she said, looking into my eyes, biting her lip, voice low and pleading, her body trembling against mine.

“Yeah? What will you do?” I said, pulling her closer and wrapping my arms around her so her chest pressed tightly against mine, her hard nipples rubbing my skin, her heavy breasts squishing between us.

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