Chapter 155: Bending the Mother-Daughter Maid Duo

Asha was on all fours on the bed, her salwar pants stretched tight across her plump cheeks, the fabric outlining every curve perfectly. The loose material clung to her thick ass, riding up slightly between her cheeks from the position and making the round, juicy shape even more obvious.

I put one hand on her right cheek and gave it a squeeze. Her ass was so fat and juicy that my hand sank into the soft, warm flesh, the give under my palm making my body react instantly.

Asha’s body trembled from the touch, a soft shiver running through her as she stayed in position, breathing quick and shallow, her innocent eyes glancing back at me over her shoulder.

I put both hands on her ass cheeks and tried spreading them more over the salwar pants, stretching the fabric tighter so her pussy was fully visible through the damp material. The crotch was soaked dark, the outline of her swollen lips clear, the wet spot spreading wider as she leaked more.

My dick was twitching with how filthy she looked kneeling like that in front of me. I just wanted to shove my dick through the fabric without even pulling it down, the thought making me throb painfully.

Asha’s pussy was really leaking, making a wet spot that grew bigger with every subtle shift of her hips, the fabric clinging transparently to her folds.

“See how wet you are, Asha,” I said, putting my fingers on her pussy over the pants, pressing lightly against the soaked crotch, feeling the heat and wetness through the thin material.

“Ahh… I feel so sensitive there,” she moaned, trying to grind her hips back against my fingers instinctively, voice soft and shaky, innocent but needy.

“Here?” I asked, touching her on a different spot over her pussy, rubbing slow circles against the damp fabric, pressing just enough to tease her clit through it.

“I feel so shameful,” she said, voice trembling, cheeks burning red, but her hips still rocked subtly, chasing the touch.

“Don’t be, Asha… it’s natural for a beautiful girl like you to get this aroused,” I said, moving my finger on her pussy, tracing the outline of her lips through the pants, feeling her throb under the pressure.

Maya came closer and saw how I was touching her daughter’s pussy. Her own breathing grew heavier, chest heaving in her bra, nipples hard and visible, thighs clenched tight under her salwar pants, eyes dark with lust and conflict as she watched my fingers tease Asha.

“See, Maya… how wet your daughter is,” I said, making Maya look at her daughter on all fours, ready to get taken by me.

“Please…” she said, looking into my eyes like she couldn’t wait, voice low and pleading, full of desperation.

My dick was getting more hard looking at Asha’s body like that and how her mother watched me play with her. I moved closer and put my thick dick on Asha’s ass, keeping my hands on her ass cheeks and started grinding my dick against her.

It was fucking heaven, how her soft plump curves hugged my dick through the fabric, the thick shaft nestling between her cheeks, sliding up and down slow, precum leaking from the head and soaking into her pants.

“Ahh… Asha… your body is so soft,” I said, as I kept rubbing, the friction hot and teasing, her juicy ass giving perfectly under the pressure.

Asha just moaned, unable to say anything, hips rocking back instinctively, pussy leaking more through her pants, soaking the fabric darker.

“Maya… get on the bed,” I said, looking at Maya as I kept rubbing my dick on her daughter’s ass over the cloth. “Show me how you are better than Asha.”

Maya nodded quickly and climbed on the bed beside her daughter, getting on all fours and pushing her ass out. Her ass was bigger and filthier than Asha’s, cheeks round and thick, salwar pants stretched tight across them, outlining the deep crack, the mature curves fuller and more inviting.

I put my right hand on Maya’s left ass cheek as she pushed her ass out on the bed and gave it a squeeze. “Ahh… both of your bodies are so thick… I don’t know what to do,” I said, rubbing on Maya’s ass now too, feeling how soft and heavy it was, fingers sinking deep into the flesh.

Then, I put my hands on the waistband of Asha’s salwar pants and started feeling her soft skin, fingers brushing the warm, smooth curve just above her hips. The fabric was thin and loose, but I could feel the heat radiating from her body underneath.

“Should I remove this, Asha?” I asked, teasing her navel with slow circles of my thumb, pressing lightly into the soft dip of her belly.

“Hmm…” Asha moaned, fully submissive now. She was starting to feel a pleasure she had never known before, beginning to understand it. She didn’t resist; she just arched her back a little more, breathing quick and shallow, eyes half-lidded with innocent surrender.

I slowly removed her salwar pants over her thick ass and revealed it. The loose fabric slid down her wide hips and plump cheeks with a soft rustle, pooling at her knees. She was wearing only a small, simple panty, damp from her juices, the cotton clinging to her pussy, a dark wet spot spreading between her thighs and outlining her virgin slit clearly.

She gently lifted her knees one by one to help me fully remove the pants, then stayed on all fours, ass pushed out higher, trembling slightly as the cool air hit her exposed skin.

I moved a little closer and removed her bra, unhooking it from the back and letting it fall away. Her plump round boobs spilled free, heavy, full, and perfectly shaped, nipples dark and already hard, pointing forward as her chest heaved with quick breaths.

Then I moved on to Maya, who glanced back in desperation, afraid I might just go off after fucking her daughter and leave her behind. Her eyes were wide and pleading, lips parted, body tense on all fours beside Asha.

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