Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

As Swamiji came near the table she saw the Swamiji fully nude his dick was fully shaved and it was so big like the one of Mani who had fucked her in the stud farm with the MLA Venkat the girl lifted Rehana out of the table and made her sit on the floor next to nude Swamiji

As she sat nude on the floor and tall swamji stood nude with his big shaved dick in front of her face she felt like taking that big dick in her mouth and start sucking it as she moved her hand near to the big dick the girl standing there pushed her hand away and told “ you are lucky to see swamiji’s linga now before you touch with your hands are your mouth you have to worship it wait” she left the hall Swamiji just stood there still, the girl entered back with two big pots of copper then she then mixed the contents of the pot and she stood next to the swamiji and poured the contents on the big dick over the tummy of the swamiji she said to Rehana “ now bring your mouth near and drink the teeth from the linga of the swamiji and drink it and worship it so that it can cleanse your soul and body”

This was something new to Rehana she was willing to do anything she was in trance she just bent down and she started to drink it the fluid flowing over the body of the swamiji over his dick then over his balls it was mix of honey and milk it had mix of his pre cum too tasted so nice , she then licked the fluid from his thighs and then the girl poured more on the dick and she told “now close your eyes and worship the holy linga of the swamiji and take it in your mouth you are one of the few lucky women to have the holy linga of the swamiji in your mouth” 

Rehana took the entire lun din her mouth with the milk and honey mixed fluid on the dick she liked every drop of the fluid it filled her tummy 

Now swamiji said “ martin come here and enjoy her let me watch her fuck a white lund and you always wanted to fuck a married Indian women now she is cleansed as she has tasted my holy dick and Venkat you too with Saleem can sit and watch the show if you want to iam going to try something more with this Ashram bitch”


Rehana looked smiling at her hubby and then VenkatRehana ‘s version now

Martin and I sat on the couch with Swamiji sitting in the recliner slightly behind us. Martin sat with his back against the arm of the couch and I sat between his legs with my back against his chest. Martin began massaging my shoulders and neck, pushing his fingers deep into my tense muscles to help me relax. 

As I lay against him, I could feel myself getting wet as his large strong hands rubbed circular patterns on my shoulders and his thumbs followed my spinal column up my neck under my long black hair. I could feel his warm moist breath against my ear as he talked with Swamiji. Soon the hand closest to the couch came up to caress my ear. Martin seems to know how sensitive my ears were and soon I was biting my lip to keep from crying out as my body shivered against him. I pressed my hips tight against the couch in an effort to keep them from squirming as Martin continued his sweet torment while keeping up his conversation with Swamiji. Martin brought his other arm around the front of me as if he was giving me a hug, but his hand cupped my big pendulous breast and he began stroking his thumb against my nipple. I was unable to hold back a low moan when Martin pinched the hardening nipple between his fingers.

I decided that two could tease as well, so I arched myself away from Martin long enough to slip a hand between us. I allowed my fingers to gently press against his hardened cock before I squeezed it. My fingers wrapped as far around him as possible through his jeans and stroked up towards the head, then rubbed the palm of my hand across it. Martin began rocking his hips up to meet my hand and slipped his tongue into my ear. I could no longer control myself and rocked my hips to the rhythm of Martin's thumb against my nipple and his tongue in my ear. My breath was coming faster and I felt my other nipple stiffen against his arm. I rubbed his cock harder, wanting him to cum with me. Martin put his hand between us and grabbed mine, pulling it away so I could no longer touch him. Using the hand holding mine, he pushed me away from him so he could stand; grinning down at me he promised he would be right back as I lay down on the couch.

I was licking and sucking on Martin's neck while he continued talking with Swamiji and stroking my feet. Soon Martin could run his fingers over my bare feet and between the toes.

My toes curled as his fingers stroked over the tops of my feet, then arched as his fingers firmly rubbed across the bottoms. It felt so good when he pushed his fingers between my toes that I couldn't help myself and gasped out loud as my back arched against the arm of the couch and my pussy rubbed on his back. I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter from Martin's caresses and noticed that Swamiji had fallen silent as he watched our foreplay. When Martin pulled one of my feet to his mouth so he could suck and nibble on my toes, I used my other foot to rub his cock through his jeans as my tongue curled inside his ear. Martin pushed the leg of up so he could caress the back of my knee as he sucked on my toes. I was furiously rubbing the arch of my other foot against the hard bulge under his zipper as my hips rotated, grinding my pussy against his back. 

My body was shaking with my need to cum and I allowed my head to fall back so that I was looking at Swamiji upside down almost, as he stared at the action we were providing. I had forgotten that Swamiji was in the room with us and other including myhubby watching this, as he had become so quiet, intent on watching us. I must have stiffened when I saw him and Martin noticed the change in my attitude, because he turned to look at me and saw Swamiji watching us. Pulling my toes from his hot wet mouth, Martin licked the arch of my foot and gently bit down on my heel before turning his body slightly so that he was sitting sideways between my wide spread thighs. Martin pulled my face down to his with one of his strong hands on the back of my neck to kiss me. At the first teasing touch of his tongue against my lips, I once again forgot about Swamiji watching us and turned my attentions to Martin.

My arms wrapped around his back, pulling his shirt up so that I could stroke the muscles in his back as our tongues danced together in my mouth. Using the softest of touches, Martin flicked his tongue over the sensitive roof of my mouth, causing me to moan deep in my throat as my hips once again began squirming against him. The way we were sitting caused the toe of his to press tightly against my clit and I began rocking my body in an effort to make myself cum. Martin slid his hand between our bodies and gently cupped my pussy. I broke our kiss with a moan ‘’ oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh yessssss” and pulled back so that I could look into his eyes as he softly stroked me. Using the lightest of touches at first, Martin slipped his hand from my clit down to my ass again and again, each time the caress getting stronger. I tried slipping my hand around his shoulder so that I could caress him through his clothing as well, but Martin always gripped my hand and moved it after allowing me a few short strokes. 

He would do the same thing when I pulled my foot into his lap once more to rub the arch of my foot against his hard cock.

"That feels so good, baby," I moaned to him, as his touch once again got softer. "I love the way you make me feel when you touch me."

"I can feel how hot and wet you are my god your Indian cunt is so hot and wet," Martin whispered to me as his hand moved up to my clit. 

As his tongue once again pushed into my mouth and probed deeply. I sucked on his tongue as his hand slipped inside my panty. But when his fingers touched my clit, I broke our kiss once more with a moan as my body arched into his touch and my head fell back again. As Martin rolled my clit with his fingers, Swamiji sat in the recliner with his own fully nude. Swamiji was holding his beer with one hand; his other was wrapped around his cock, stroking himself. Martin began sucking on my nipples and his fingers slipped even further down to tease the opening of my pussy. Biting down on one nipple, Martin allowed only the tips of three fingers to enter me before pulling back out. My body was shuddering with my desire to cum and I began begging him “please Swamiji tell him to finger my pussy please I want something in my pussy’’ to put his fingers inside me deeper.