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And we bath naked. Comming to the future situation, i had phone sex with my gf. We used to do it approx every night. We were planing for some real sex.
I brought condom, and we decided to have sex in her house in absence of her parents. We decided a day.
But I was unfortunate. That day was ideal for us, but it was a rainy day. I went to her place indian bra aunty when I reach her place I was completely wet and I saw her mother. She was that time maybe 35 or She was bathing and came out of the bathroom. I think she wore saree after going to her room. She saw me and told me to come to the bathroom as I was completely wet desi nude boob asked me to take a hot shower.
She told me to took of my clothes and she went to bring the towel for me, the door was open and I was in mood for sex. She might expect to see me in my underwear but I had gone to a level high and I took my underwear.
I was feeling cold and my penis shrinks to its smallest size. I also prepared for this day by shaving hair of my private part. I was completely naked. My gf's mother came with a indian bra aunty and after seeing me she was shocked.
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It was like 1pm, i was naked in front of her mother, and I looked outside of the door i suddenly saw my gf naked, we was preparing to bath. Earlier she told me that she was very familiar to her mother that she baths naked in front of her mother and she don't shy about that. I saw her naked first time in our adulthood. And the indian bra aunty happened indian bra aunty most embarrassing in front of her mother. She saw my erect penis. At first this was pretty small but that time it was huge.
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