Geeta watched her husband in awe, she had never seen him come so hard before, and she made a mental note to try sucking him off more often. She watched her beti's tiny fists flashing up and down the length of her husband's lund-shaft, jerking his lund into her wildly sucking mouth. Hasina was gulping her daddy's sperm down greedily, squeezing out every last drop from his spurting lund.

"Ummmmmmmmmmm, God, that was fantastic!" Prakash gasped, flopping back with a satisfied moan. Hasina sat up and licked her lips. A big grin on her sexy young face.

"Wow! That was fun, Daddy," she chirped. "mujhe aapka bada mota lund choosane mein bahut maja aaya. You want me to do it again?"

"Again?" he cried.

"Honey, I don't think I've got the energy to go again."

"You'd be surprised, Prakash," Geeta leered."Why don't you let her try?"

"Okay, " he shrugged, "but it's not gonna do any good. My poor old lund has it for a while."

"We'll just see about that, Daddy," Hasina said with a wicked grin.

She dipped her head down once more and raked her hot little tongue over her father's limp lund. Prakash snorted with excitement as he felt his lund give an involuntary twitch. Right away he felt his lust returning, which was something that had never happened to him before. Usually, after fucking Geeta, he was finished for the rest of the day... but not any more. His beti's skillfully lashing tongue was already stimulating his lund back to erection.

Geeta stared in pleasant surprise. This was getting better and better, she thought. Her one-shot husband just needed someone to press the right buttons and he could get it up again in a flash. He'd just come in his beti's mouth, now less than a minute later his lund was once more hardening in her busy little mouth. Hasina must be pressing the right buttons, that was for sure! She'd have to ask her how she did it and practice on her beta's till she got it right. Then she'd show her husband what an orgasm was all about!

Geeta gasped as Raja began to lash his tongue over her choot again, while Sameer went back to fondling her swollen sensitive choochis. She turned away from Prakash and lost herself in her own hot pleasure, kissing Sameer hungrily and juicing all over Raja's whipping tongue.

"Mmmmmm, yessss!" she panted, looking down at Raja's mouth plastered over her glistening slit. "Get me off now, beta , aur chooso beta jor se chooso. Meri choot ka ras nikalo."

Her hoarse request caught Prakash's attention, and he watched carefully to see just how their beta would bring her off. He needed to learn that, and a hundred other details of lovemaking, because from now on he and Geeta were going to be totally liberated in bed. At least he was, and he had a hunch Geeta would be, too. She sure didn't look inhibited or uptight right now.

"Ohhhhhhh, God, yessss," she wailed.

Raja was sliding his stiff tongue into his maa ki malaiwali choot, and her face was a grimace of ecstasy as she spread her legs wide and pressed the boy's mouth against her gaping choot-slit with both hands. Raja shoved his tongue into her tight little hole right to the root, causing his maa's gaand to squirm all over the bed, her choochis jiggling in Sameer's hands as she whimpered into his frantically kissing mouth. Raja's lips and chin were covered with his maa ki sugandhit choot ras as he tried desperately to lick out her bhari hui choot.

But there was too much, so he gave up and concentrated on forcing his tongue as far as he could into her hot, clinging little choot. His head began to bob as he started to face-fuck his sexy mother, with slow, deliberate strokes and flicks of his tongue. Geeta pulled her mouth from Sameer's and whimpered in ecstasy.

"Unnnghhhhhhh, beta, yessssss!" she hissed, "that's it! Give it to me! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! "

Geeta arched her body, squealing and whimpering as she spun towards an incredibly powerful climax. Her hips bucked up off the bed in a desperate attempt to get her beta's tongue as deeply into her chudasi choot as possible. Soon, she was undulating her gaand up at him like crazy, fucking the boy's juice-slick face with the same hungry rhythm he was using to piston his stiff tongue into her clinging choot. She screwed her eyes shut and forgot everything else, even her husband, as she hurtled toward orgasm. Raja's jabbing tongue made an obscene sucking noise that seemed to echo through the room, punctuated by Geeta's shrill cries.

Prakash didn't think he'd ever seen anything sexier in his life. His wife was going out of her mind with excitement as she squirmed her choot shamelessly up at her beta's stabbing, wriggling tongue. Her choot was creaming like crazy, the juice running out around the boy's lips and smearing all over his face. Geeta squealed and clawed at the bed, clenching fistfuls of bedspread.

Watching his normally prim and proper wife get her choot sucked and licked to the very brink of orgasm by their youngest beta was incredibly exciting for Prakash. He felt his lund rising rigidly under Hasina's lashing tongue and shuddered lustily as Geeta began to come.

"Ohhhhhh, fuck yes, beta , I'm coming!" she shrieked. "Ohhhhhh, God! Uuunnnnnggghhh, Fuuuuuuucckkkkkk!"

She writhed and bucked so hard that Raja couldn't keep his tongue in her choot. She jerked right off the slick impalement and rolled around on the bed, moaning and convulsing.

Prakash watched her with lust-glazed eyes, vowing that the next time they made love, he'd get her that excited. He'd make her come just as hard as Raja had, now that he'd lost his hangups about sex.

"Ohhhhh, shit! That was wonderful, beta! Bahut maja aaya " sobbed Geeta, looking down at her beta with dreamy satisfaction. "You made me come so good!"

"My pleasure, maa!", grinned Raja giving his maa's phudakti choot a tender kiss.

Geeta lay back in total bliss. It was the most powerful climax she'd ever had in her life, and she wondered if that was because she was having sex with her betas, or the fact that her husband was watching ... or both? She didn't know, but one thing was certain that it wouldn't be the last time! She had to admit that the delicious depravity of fucking her own kids added greatly to her arousal.

For her at least, forbidden fruit DID taste the best... and so did forbidden lunds, she thought, smiling to herself. And judging by the way her husband had fucked their beti's pretty little face before and come in her mouth, Prakash was learning to appreciate the pleasures of taboo sex himself. As her choot-spasms subsided, Geeta opened her eyes and looked over at her husband.

Their eyes locked, and they smiled at each other. She'd never seen him look more handsome... more desirable... more totally aroused. He snorted lustily as Hasina's lashing tongue worked his lengthening lund to full stiffness. As he gazed into Geeta's eyes, his message was clear. The moment he got his hands on her, he was going to prove that he was a changed man. Geeta almost whimpered with lust at the prospect. She could hardly wait to make love to the new Prakash. In fact she had a sudden urge to crawl right over there and beg him to fuck her right there in front of the kids, but Hasina chose that moment to pull her mouth off her father's lund and ask him exactly the same question.

"Uhhhhh, Daddy, it's even bigger than before!" she cooed, "Please chodo mujhe , Ohhhhh, pleeeeeeease, I want it so bad!"

Prakash looked dazedly down at his rigid, saliva-slick lund and realized that his beti had carried out her promise to make get him hard again. It hadn't been any problem at all. The only trouble was that now she'd given him another throbbing erection, she wanted that engorged pole of meat in her garam choot . Was he really prepared to fuck his own beti, his own little girl?

"Ahhh, I don't know about that, beti," he said. "I'm still not sure it would be right."

"Aw, come on, Daddy," she pouted, "Raja and Sameer fucked Mom, so why won't you fuck me?"

"That's right, Prakash," Geeta grinned. "You don't have any excuse. Why don't you give the poor girl what she wants? I'm certainly not going to let these two kadak jawan lunds go to waste, right beta?"

"You bet, Maa!" chorused Sameer and Raja, eagerly fisting their stiff jawan lunds.

Both boys' were extremely aroused and couldn't wait to shove their lunds into their mother's tight, chudasi choot again.

"Come on then, Raja beta," smiled Geeta, "I think it's your turn, next."

"Awww, Maa!" whined Sameer, "main kya karoonga jab raja aapko chod raha hoga?"

"I've got more than one place to put a lund, beta!", grinned Geeta wantonly " chaho to beta apni maa ki gaand maar sakte ho ."

Prakash had never heard his wife suggest such a thing in his life. They'd never even considered anal or oral sex before, and now, here she was offering her mouth, choot and gaand to her two betas, like some common rundi. It was sick and depraved.... The more Prakash thought about it, the more he LIKED it!

Geeta gave her husband a lewd grin and a wink, and rolled into the doggy position, knowing that Raja's rock-hard teenage lund would be waiting for her. Both boys had hard-ons that wouldn't quit, and Geeta was so chudasi, she couldn't wait to feel them both slamming deep into her body. Sure enough, she'd hardly gotten into position before she felt Raja's hot young hands grasping her hips, then his swollen garam lund against her gaand as it spreading her choot opening wide. She gasped with delight as her beta pulled her ass back and slammed his bada, mota lund clear to her womb in one greedy thrust.

"Uuuuhhhhmmmmm, yes beta, that feels fantastic! Tumahra lund tumahre daddy jaisa bada aur mota hai!" she moaned, "chodo mujhe ,beta! Maa ki chudakad choot ko jorse chodo!"

Prakash had been watching the whole thing, and now his lust boiled over. He saw his gorgeous, sexy wife taking their youngest beta's lund deep into her choot, and loving every solid inch of it.