Hi, My name is Aarti, I am forty-two, I have a son, he is twenty, I do not have a husband, I and my son live together, I am quite bold, abuses always happen on my tongue, my son is very scared of me. My height is five feet three inches, I am not fair in appearance, I am dark, my hanging breasts are forty, my waist is thirty-two, my ass is forty-eight, now you must understand, I am abusive & frustrated mother, that is, imagine, no one has fucked me for many years, that is, how much I am. I am disappointed. I always wanted someone to fuck me but that never happened. My son’s name is Prakash, he is very thin, he is six feet tall and he is in college.

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