24-11-2022, 03:48 PM
The kinky morning ritual helps Purva patch up with her husband
After serving as the kaamwali for Nasira bhabhi, purva made her way back to her home. She was indeed filled with thoughts on how to communicate with Mushtaq based on her discussion with dadi maa. She decided that asking for 10 rs. for each dancing shamelessly naked on each song for the raand naach was a good enough strategy. She was sure it was indeed a pretty nominal amount for what she was doing and she also did not hurt the men's feelings by agreeing to their demands. Purva got into the house and saw that Mushtaq was still asleep snoring happily. She closed the door and hot herself naked like usual. Seeing her husband sleeping like that brought the familiar feelings of love for her husband. She realised that even Mushtaq repented for his actions of slapping her in front of the men yesterday as was evident in the way he tried to appease her yesterday. She realised that indeed she was being too brazen and direct in demanding money for her whore services with the highest man of the slums, the sarpanch, Mr. Hussain. She did not feel good about being detached from her husband in their house with her all naked. She thought for a minute and decided that she would first make up with her husband and then talk to him about charging a nominal fee of 10 rs. for each song for her raand naach.
She quickly washed her face and checked the growth of her armpit hair in the mirror. Indeed it was dense and she only got wetter in her vagina as she imagined how shameless and trashy she would look with such armpit hair and that too coloured with dye on stage in front of all the men. As she began to get wet thinking about it, she realised that she had missed the rough treatment of her body parts from her man since yesterday. Every night, Mushtaq would go wild with his perversion and fuck her roughly on the bed and then she would be completely subject to his lust and power as they went to bed. But yesterday, she was too emotionally hurt due to Mushtaq's slaps in front of the men, and she had to go without her usual fucking. As she saw her husband asleep on the bed, she also felt sorry for him for denying him of her warmth. So she got out the tray and placed two glasses on it. She filled one with warm milk and the other with water and got into the hall area with Mushtaq still asleep. She placed it on the ground near the bed and kneeled down with her hands behind her back dutifully for her husband. She wanted to appease her husband with the morning ritual that he so much loved, as he got the chance to face fuck his whore wife first thing in the morning while drinking his milk. As she kneeled down, she made loud noises of getting fucked to wake up her husband without touching him. She wanted to delight him as soon as he got out of his sleep to the welcoming sight of his whore wife all obedient and submissive for him to perform their morning ritual. "Ahh ahh ahhh", she progressively moaned in the knelt down position as she started to get wet in her pussy for her upcoming degradation by her husband. "Chodo mujhe Musthaq ji, maine aap ki randi hu, aah aaah aaaaah meri bhosda ko faad do", she shouted as if to wake him from his wet dream. Much to her delight, in a few minutes of her making such slutty noises, Mushtaq got up.
As he opened his eyes still asleep on the bed, Mushtaq rubbed his eyes to the gorgeous sight in front of him. It quickly dawned on him what he was seeing, and what he had done to his wife yesterday. But his thoughts quickly trailed off as he saw his slut whore knelt down making sex noises. "Arre randi, yeh kya kar rahi hai tu?", he said getting up from the bed, with a pleasant and surprised smile on his face.
Purva just moved forward closer to him and said, "Abhi kuch mat poocho Mushtaq ji, bass meri mazee lo", she said as she seductively picked the tray of glasses and offered it to him. Mushtaq was on cloud nine as he realised what Purva was doing for him. He passed a nasty smile at Purva as he picked his glass of milk and spit at her face a couple of times. He knew she loved it when he treated her like a cheap roadside slut. Forgetting what had happened yesterday, he held Purva's shoulders and brought her closer to him and started to drink his milk. He then slid down his pants and Purva did the rest as she bent down in her knelt down position and took Mushtaq's erect dick in her mouth without using her hands. Mushtaq took a dunk of his warm milk and looked at Purva's slutty actions with utmost lust, that evoked a shy smile from his whore as she started sucking his cock. Mushtaq then proceeded to feel his wife's sexy boobs with his one hand as he continued drinking the warm milk with the other as he rejoiced in the beautiful feeling of having a shameless docile whore ready to do such things for him first thing in the morning. He then roughly pinched his wife's beautiful tits and slapped on both her boobs roughly, before finishing all the milk in one go. He then "Aaja, jannat dikha mujhe", he said with lust as he grabbed his wife's head and pushed her closer to him to suck his cock. As he forced his cock deep inside her throat making Purva gag roughly, he slapped his whore's boobs roughly and continuously making Purva squirm with painful joy. Indeed the morning ritual represented the lust he had for Purva, as he completely let himself go with the kink he possessed for her. Purva too was extremely excited for being able to do their morning ritual. She loved it when her husband would treat her like a whore as he treated her so roughly by slapping on her boobs and deep throating her with his cock. Mushtaq continued to pinch her sorry tits roughly given all the lust he had pent up inside him. "Lowdi, le pura moonh me, meri sasti chhinnar", he shouted as he fucked her throat deeper and deeper. He then proceeded to feel up her cunt and spit on her face continuously gargling it from deep inside his stomach. Purva loved how nasty and humiliating it was for her, given how Mushtaq had just gotten up from his sleep. She loved to offer herself completely to her man and be subject to all his lust and kink as he had his way with her. Finally after roughly fucking her face for a good couple of minutes, Mushtaq conceded his sperm deep into Purva's mouth. "Randi abhi mat le andar", he said carefully getting his dick out making sure not to drop any sperm. He then said. "Moonh khol randi", and gargled a thick globule of spit from his stomach and spit it into his whore's mouth. As Purva happily smiled to Mushtaq's perverted actions, he said "Bass, ab purva pee jaa", he said with utmost lust as he continued to feel up her huge jugs. As she swallowed her morning cum and spit from her husband, Purva looked all satisfied and happy, as she bore a happy smile on her face. Mushtaq then perverted pulled her closed to him still not dislodging her from her knelt down submissive position and picked the glass of water and proceeded to make her drink it. He then gave her a deep and rough kiss on her lips and then slapped her face hard on her right cheek. "Meri randi, bohot kamaal ki cheez hai tu", he said as he looked at the docile lovely sexpot in front of him. Purva smiled seductively all happy about making up with her husband. She could stand being away from his love for so long and the kinky morning ritual that they followed every day helped the couple get back on terms. She indeed loved that she was able to make his husband happy as he treated her so nastily and roughly, like a cheap roadside prostitute, but just that it was even way cheaper.
She then gathered her words and said, "Mushtaq ji, main aap se raandnaach k baare me baat karna chahti hu", still with her hands behind her back in her knelt down position.
Mushtaq thoughtfully said, "thik h randi", he said as he helped her to get on her feet and made her sit beside him on the bed.
After serving as the kaamwali for Nasira bhabhi, purva made her way back to her home. She was indeed filled with thoughts on how to communicate with Mushtaq based on her discussion with dadi maa. She decided that asking for 10 rs. for each dancing shamelessly naked on each song for the raand naach was a good enough strategy. She was sure it was indeed a pretty nominal amount for what she was doing and she also did not hurt the men's feelings by agreeing to their demands. Purva got into the house and saw that Mushtaq was still asleep snoring happily. She closed the door and hot herself naked like usual. Seeing her husband sleeping like that brought the familiar feelings of love for her husband. She realised that even Mushtaq repented for his actions of slapping her in front of the men yesterday as was evident in the way he tried to appease her yesterday. She realised that indeed she was being too brazen and direct in demanding money for her whore services with the highest man of the slums, the sarpanch, Mr. Hussain. She did not feel good about being detached from her husband in their house with her all naked. She thought for a minute and decided that she would first make up with her husband and then talk to him about charging a nominal fee of 10 rs. for each song for her raand naach.
She quickly washed her face and checked the growth of her armpit hair in the mirror. Indeed it was dense and she only got wetter in her vagina as she imagined how shameless and trashy she would look with such armpit hair and that too coloured with dye on stage in front of all the men. As she began to get wet thinking about it, she realised that she had missed the rough treatment of her body parts from her man since yesterday. Every night, Mushtaq would go wild with his perversion and fuck her roughly on the bed and then she would be completely subject to his lust and power as they went to bed. But yesterday, she was too emotionally hurt due to Mushtaq's slaps in front of the men, and she had to go without her usual fucking. As she saw her husband asleep on the bed, she also felt sorry for him for denying him of her warmth. So she got out the tray and placed two glasses on it. She filled one with warm milk and the other with water and got into the hall area with Mushtaq still asleep. She placed it on the ground near the bed and kneeled down with her hands behind her back dutifully for her husband. She wanted to appease her husband with the morning ritual that he so much loved, as he got the chance to face fuck his whore wife first thing in the morning while drinking his milk. As she kneeled down, she made loud noises of getting fucked to wake up her husband without touching him. She wanted to delight him as soon as he got out of his sleep to the welcoming sight of his whore wife all obedient and submissive for him to perform their morning ritual. "Ahh ahh ahhh", she progressively moaned in the knelt down position as she started to get wet in her pussy for her upcoming degradation by her husband. "Chodo mujhe Musthaq ji, maine aap ki randi hu, aah aaah aaaaah meri bhosda ko faad do", she shouted as if to wake him from his wet dream. Much to her delight, in a few minutes of her making such slutty noises, Mushtaq got up.
As he opened his eyes still asleep on the bed, Mushtaq rubbed his eyes to the gorgeous sight in front of him. It quickly dawned on him what he was seeing, and what he had done to his wife yesterday. But his thoughts quickly trailed off as he saw his slut whore knelt down making sex noises. "Arre randi, yeh kya kar rahi hai tu?", he said getting up from the bed, with a pleasant and surprised smile on his face.
Purva just moved forward closer to him and said, "Abhi kuch mat poocho Mushtaq ji, bass meri mazee lo", she said as she seductively picked the tray of glasses and offered it to him. Mushtaq was on cloud nine as he realised what Purva was doing for him. He passed a nasty smile at Purva as he picked his glass of milk and spit at her face a couple of times. He knew she loved it when he treated her like a cheap roadside slut. Forgetting what had happened yesterday, he held Purva's shoulders and brought her closer to him and started to drink his milk. He then slid down his pants and Purva did the rest as she bent down in her knelt down position and took Mushtaq's erect dick in her mouth without using her hands. Mushtaq took a dunk of his warm milk and looked at Purva's slutty actions with utmost lust, that evoked a shy smile from his whore as she started sucking his cock. Mushtaq then proceeded to feel his wife's sexy boobs with his one hand as he continued drinking the warm milk with the other as he rejoiced in the beautiful feeling of having a shameless docile whore ready to do such things for him first thing in the morning. He then roughly pinched his wife's beautiful tits and slapped on both her boobs roughly, before finishing all the milk in one go. He then "Aaja, jannat dikha mujhe", he said with lust as he grabbed his wife's head and pushed her closer to him to suck his cock. As he forced his cock deep inside her throat making Purva gag roughly, he slapped his whore's boobs roughly and continuously making Purva squirm with painful joy. Indeed the morning ritual represented the lust he had for Purva, as he completely let himself go with the kink he possessed for her. Purva too was extremely excited for being able to do their morning ritual. She loved it when her husband would treat her like a whore as he treated her so roughly by slapping on her boobs and deep throating her with his cock. Mushtaq continued to pinch her sorry tits roughly given all the lust he had pent up inside him. "Lowdi, le pura moonh me, meri sasti chhinnar", he shouted as he fucked her throat deeper and deeper. He then proceeded to feel up her cunt and spit on her face continuously gargling it from deep inside his stomach. Purva loved how nasty and humiliating it was for her, given how Mushtaq had just gotten up from his sleep. She loved to offer herself completely to her man and be subject to all his lust and kink as he had his way with her. Finally after roughly fucking her face for a good couple of minutes, Mushtaq conceded his sperm deep into Purva's mouth. "Randi abhi mat le andar", he said carefully getting his dick out making sure not to drop any sperm. He then said. "Moonh khol randi", and gargled a thick globule of spit from his stomach and spit it into his whore's mouth. As Purva happily smiled to Mushtaq's perverted actions, he said "Bass, ab purva pee jaa", he said with utmost lust as he continued to feel up her huge jugs. As she swallowed her morning cum and spit from her husband, Purva looked all satisfied and happy, as she bore a happy smile on her face. Mushtaq then perverted pulled her closed to him still not dislodging her from her knelt down submissive position and picked the glass of water and proceeded to make her drink it. He then gave her a deep and rough kiss on her lips and then slapped her face hard on her right cheek. "Meri randi, bohot kamaal ki cheez hai tu", he said as he looked at the docile lovely sexpot in front of him. Purva smiled seductively all happy about making up with her husband. She could stand being away from his love for so long and the kinky morning ritual that they followed every day helped the couple get back on terms. She indeed loved that she was able to make his husband happy as he treated her so nastily and roughly, like a cheap roadside prostitute, but just that it was even way cheaper.
She then gathered her words and said, "Mushtaq ji, main aap se raandnaach k baare me baat karna chahti hu", still with her hands behind her back in her knelt down position.
Mushtaq thoughtfully said, "thik h randi", he said as he helped her to get on her feet and made her sit beside him on the bed.
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