Adultery Indian Wife Plays With Construction Guys (Whore Dance)

[Tunkai]

As this is month end, the work pressure is high. Everyday I'm trying to write the story. But not able to complete two three lines. Give me tow three days. I'll present you two to three episodes together

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[Tunkai]

Something unexpected happened. Thats why I become busy. It will take a little longer to write again. Sorry for the delay. But I know you all are waiting for the next update. Please give me a few more days.

[sultan]

Is everything alright in ur life..

[Tunkai]

Is everything alright in ur life..

My relative has died. Thats why

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My relative has died. Thats why

Deepest condolence. Let us pray for him and his family.

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My relative has died. Thats why

Don't worry about it... First take care of your family.

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[Tunkai]

Thank you all for being stayed with me.
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[Tunkai]

Party with Muttyas

After finishing their love making, Pueva went to the balcony. Cum was oozing out from her ass hole. That was consecutive 4 days she offered her back to Tarun, instead of her pussy. Tarun followed her. And this time he didn't have to tell to be naked. He went naked behind her.r 
Purva : Hmmm it's cloudy again.for
Tarun : Yeah. But you didn't tell me what happened next after the porn video shoot.r
Purva : Oh Tarun, I'll tell you later. Let me just sit here and enjoy this dark and lonely run . you better go and sleep.
Tarun : Purva dear, tomorrow is Sunday. So, I don't have to wake up early. And I'm too impatient to listen to your story. So please dear. Don't let me wait anymore.
Purva : umm ok.But
Tarun : But? Oh wait I'm bringing your tail.
Purva : No, leave it. I don't need it now.
Anyway, where did I finish last time?
They both sat on chairs facing each other.
Tarun : You had been banged by those people and  were crawling out of the camera focus.And 4 cum filled condoms were knotted with each other and had been inserted into your anus and were dangling from your ass hole like a tail.
Purva : Yes. I was all sweaty and pissy. Covered in sticky cum. The cum was drying on my body. 
After the shoot all the people presented there ,they ceered and gave me huge round of applause
Hussain ji told me to take a bath in the pond but….
Tarun :But you wished to stay unwashed, right?

Purva giggled and replied he he, yes janu.actually I loved the other men's fluids on me, inside me.I love the effects of the fluids slowly drying and soaking on my body. I love the odor of the fluids.

Her voice became husky, her eyes rolled up. She bit her lower lip.

Hearing these words from his slutty whore wife's orgasamic voice, Tarun's dick becomes hard again.
Tarun : You never drink my piss, Purva. Why?
Purva pouted her face. Aww my Sweety  I'm extremely sorry dear. 

She got down from the chair and got on her knees. She slided down the foreskin of Tarun's dick and licked the tiny pee hole.

Tarun : Aaahhaa uff. Purva no. don’t do this . uhh. I just want to listen to your story. 

Purva: Uh. But I am feeling thirsty. 

Tarun: My bladder is empty dear. Please , its unbearable pleasure, Purva.

Purva: Hi Hi . I forget to clean your dick, after this baby goes into my dirty anus. Let me clean my baby at least.

Purva sucked the dick clean and squeezed the balls and then gave a blowjob for a little.

But as Tarun started enjoying the blowjob and was moaning a little, she suddenly stopped sucking and pushed his dick back. 

Purva: Ok as you are not feeling comfortable, then let me tell you the story first.

Tarun : But Purva?

Purva: No more interruption . Now listen. 

Hussain ji told me that, if I don’t want to take a bath then it’s fine.But He didn’t want to take me with him on his brand new mophet .me ussain ji told me that Mushtaq is not coming tonight either.

So,Irfan Ji suggested that I stay with a few dance troupe members, who used to live in another nearby slum, just across the railway line. And I could stay naked there , as there were no children or women living in that slum. Only a few very cheap labor class men live there in small makeshift shelters . 

Three of the dance troupe members also used to live there. I forget their names.

All the troupe members were tested clear. So I had No issue making love with them. 

 And Irfan Ji also gave them a dozen packets of condoms.if some others wants to fuck me then they could used the packets.

Irfan Ji said that this will help me to become more intimate with my dance partners and so, my performance will become more delightful.

Tarun: So you agreed to go and stay with them?

Purva: Happily. 

Tarun: Then what happened?

Purva: after that the women came with some evening snacks and tea. They offered snacks and tea to everyone. But I refused to take those, as my stomach was almost full with lots of urine and cum. 

We stayed on the ground for a couple of minutes more and then I said goodbye to everyone and headed to the new slum with the troupe members. They had become like friends with me.

When I reached the place, I wondered how someone could live there? 

Those were just makeshift shelters made by plastic shit, bamboo or corrugated tin shed. The three men took me with them and we entered a small hut made of plastic and bamboo sticks. I had to bend upto my belly to enter the room as the door was so small. 

It was evening and the eria had no electricity . One of them lit up a lantern and then I saw the interior of the room. There was a mat and a mattress at a corner of the room and some utensils to cook food. The floor was uneven as they just made a hut beside the railway line . There were almost 12 huts only in that area. And to my shock there was no toilet inside the hut.

The temperature was too hot and there was no electricity. I had thought to take some rest after the day-long events. But I was not so lucky. I was sweating like hell as they were too. 

I forget their names. But assume their names were Ram, Shyam and Jadu. 

I asked , do you all live in this tiny hut?

Ram said, no madam. Me and Shyam live in this hut. Jadu and Madhu live at the last hut in this row. 

I asked, how do you live here? And don't you have any family? 

Jadu: Madam, we have family in our village. We came to this city to find better jobs. And here we live together in this area. 

I asked , where is your village and what do you do here?

They said they had come from Munger , Bihar. They are illiterate. And their main job is loading and unloading goods from the trucks and the railway wagons. Beside this job they also work as sweeper or cut soils and some of them are boogie woogie dancers.

Tarun: Boogie woogie dancers?

Purva: Yes. I also wondered about that. But they explained it to me. They said they used to go with Irfan sir to several village festivals and fairs. There are special tents in the fairground where whore dance used to perform. They dance with the whores in those festivals. But they said, they had never seen such a shameless whore like me before. 

Anyway after that they took me outside with them and introduced me to everyone else in that area. And everyone greeted me and welcomed me. . 

Still many of them were returning from their jobs. They all were sweaty and dirty due to their hard work. They took me to the backside of the slum and all gathered .

Ram said , madam is a very good cook. So tonight she will cook for us. 

Tarun: So, you became their cook.

Purva: Oh not so. They just requested me and I just couldn’t deny their whim so I agreed. 

They all become happy. They brought desi chicken and small grain cheap rice. I asked them where I cook? So they showed me some bricks gathered in a corner of the path and they made an oven with those bricks. And for the fire they gave me pieces of dried wood branches and logs. 

Uff Tarun I never used that kind of oven. They all helped me to cook. They cut and marinated the chicken with typical bihari masala and I was cutting the onions. They gave me a chulesi( a tool to cut vegetables and fish in eastern region of India) to cut the onion. I Sat on the dusty earthen ground and spread my legs on both sides of the chulesi. After fucked by somany dicks in the afternoon,my pussy was wide open and lips were swallen. My large erect clit and boobs were dangling with the rhythm of my cutting. The condoms hanging from my ass were below my bums and it was giving a soft feeling like a mattress .  All pairs of eyes were eating my naked ripe body with their lusty glance. After I finished the onion cutting ,I  went near the brick oven. 

 There I was struggling with the wooden logs.It was so difficult. Finally I lit the wooden sticks and the flame broke out with lots of smoke. I was sweating like hell in that humid weather. The smoke was going into my lungs.  And when I was struggling, squatting in front of the fire. And the men were coming behind me in a while and patting my bums or dangling my used condoms made tail. Or somebody grabbing my sweaty sticky naked boobs. My nipples were burning in the heat.And above that they were pinching and twisting my nippples. I was shivering in pain but also I was in clouds 9 in joy.

More people were coming. Later I learned that they were from nearby makeshift shelters, near the highway. They were also used to doing the same job. They all belonged to the muttya(Loads Carrier) community. The dress code was typical. All of them had a Jhanka(basket made of bamboo strips ) and a bandana made of gamcha ( towel). They all were wearing dhoti or Lungi folded above their knees and sleeveless vest, which were  sweaty and dirty and discolored.

The area was beside the railway track. I was cooking facing the track. I was just 50 meters ahead of the track. And in between me and the track there was a bonfire made by those people and they were hullaring sitting around the fire. Trains were passing after every 10 to 15 minutes. 

I don’t know whether the passengers could see me or not. Because I was behind two arrangements of fires. But I was wanting to show my nudity to those railway passengers. 

The highway was also very near. I could hear the noise of the passing vehicles and I could see the flyover over the railway track. 

I needed water for cooking. They showed me a bucket and a tubewell near the railway track. 

I took the bucket and went to the tubewell. When I was pumping the handle I heard a sound. A train was coming towards me. It was night but not dark outside.  My naked  body was illuminating in the bonfire and the oven fire from the back and  the lights coming from the halfmoon on top and the train headlight coming from the front.

I was pushing the handle down. And was watching the train coming closer towards me. 

My Cunt was leaking juices. I was dying in anticipation. Oh Tarun How can I explain to you my situation then? I have been wanting this since the afternoon. I was wanting to show off my nudity, my naked body, my naked bouncing boobs and throbbing clit and wide open pussy to the whole train.  

The train was coming closer. I stopped pumping the tubewell and stood straight looking at the train. Maybe the driver first saw me. The train suddenly blew short horns multiple times and slowed down a little. But it was moving. It was a local train. The time was around 7.30 in the evening. 

The crowded train was coming from Jabalpur. The passengers were hanging out from the doors. 

I was waiting to welcome them to show my naked body to them. 

The first compartment passengers , who were standing or hanging on the door,saw me first. and they started hullaring and whistling. 

This sudden chaos got the attention of the other passengers and all tried to peek through the door or the window to see what’s going on. 

The passengers who were sitting by the window also saw me. I just covered my face with my left palm but was watching them through the gap of my fingers. 

The second compartment and the third also saw me. But then the engine cabin had crossed me . so there was no headlight on me anymore. But still I was visible due to the moon light and the fire behind me. 

The entire train was cheering and calling me with dirty slang. 

The muttyas also saw what's going on and they also joined the hullaring.  

It was seeming that my ear drums would blast by this hullaring. 

I turned back and shook my ass to them. 

Seems that the entire train became mad to see my condom tail and they blast in excitement. 

I took the bucket and ran towards the oven. The train passed through and disappeared in the dark. 

Tarun’s dick was rock hard and it was leaking pre cum. He was stroking his dick slowly.

Purva was continuing her story, but Tarun interrupted and said, you know what? I knew this part.

Purva : You knew the story?

Tarun: No, not the entire part. But I knew only this train part. 

Purva : Who told you? I never told you this part before.

Tarun : Um maybe next day or maybe on the same day of this incident, Sharma had called me.

Purva : Sharma JI? 

Tarun : Yes. I was about to  enter the office in the morning, when I received the call. I saw the ISD code from India. So, I received the call. Sharma asked me about my trip and how am I and how are you and Apu etcetera etcetera . And then He asked where you were.? I had told him that, you are in hotel and I am in the office. 

After some hesitation , he asked that , If I have a twin sister in law or not?

I asked why?

He said, he saw you or a look alike you roaming naked on the roads of Jabalpur. First he thought that it was a mad vagabond kind of woman who looks like you. But when he saw you by the hand pump and then saw you running towards the muttyas he realized that you are not mad.

Also your appearance and the slutty interaction with the train passengers was proving that you are not mad. But he was still confused. Because he again failed to see your face properly. And it was not so light there. 

Purva : Oh really? My neighbor saw me there? Wow . wanderfull. I am feeling excited again to imagine  that Sharma Ji saw me there naked like that. 

Anyway, what did you tell him?

Tarun : I told him that it must be some lookalike mad woman. Because you are traveling with me. So there is no question that it was my wife. 

But then he told me , He saw some small posters on the walls of the public toilet. There he also saw  some pictures of that same woman. Totally naked.  But also her face was covered with a mask. But he was sure that the woman was not mad at all. Because the poster was showing that the woman was going to perform a naked dance show , somewhere in fakir chalk. 

But finally I scolded him and hung up the phone.

I immediately called Hussain Ji and requested him not to allow any person from the city. And I also sent him the pictures of SharmaJi to him and I didn’t know about Banerjee then, that he was also suspecting you. But I knew that Banerjee and Sharma were very close friends. So I also sent his picture from facebook and told Hussain JI to take some precautions.

Purva : Hmmm. Anyway, now let's go to sleep.

Tarun : What? I can’t sleep without hearing the whole episode. 

Purva : off ho Tarun . After that they all just fuck me thats it.

Tarun : I want details.

Purva : Listen I didn’t remember all the details and they kind of forced me to drink a little bit of alcohol. So I became tipsy. I can’t remember all the details.

Tarun : Oh wow you really drank alcohol? It's breaking news to me. 

Purva : Why? Don’t I drink red wine at your office parties? Then ?

Tarun : Yeah . You hardly drank 4 to 5 times in these long years. Don’t tell me.

Purva : He he. I don’t like alcohol, you know.

Tarun : Yeah I know, you like urine instead.

Purva giggled.

Tarun : You make me more curious, Purva. Now please tell me the rest.

Purva : Ok. I was running towards the bonfire.  Oh wait wait. Suddenly something I recall. While I was rushing towards the bonfire. I was just hearing too much hullaring. But above all the noise , I heard someone had shouted, Bitch I’ll kick you out naked from society. I didn’t realize that time. But now I can understand that it was Sharma ji.

Tarun : Oh forget about Sharma. 

Purva : Ok Ok. When I returned to the bonfire, I saw they all started drinking local made alcohol. They were offering me, requesting me to drink the alcohol. But I was denying. 

Somebody came and he grabbed me from behind and another one tried to pour the alcohol from the plastic glass into my mouth. But I tightly closed my mouth . So, the liquid had fallen on my face and a on my chest. 

Jadu and Shyam came to rescue me and they threatened them. They told them that I am the guest of Khan sahab . So, they should be careful . 

I was coughing, smelling the odor of the cheap alcohol. Oh I was about to puke. I somehow took some water with my palm from the bucket and washed my face and drank a little.

Then I again went to cook the chicken.

After some time I poured the entire water to boil the chicken to become soft and then joined them by the bonfire. 

The two men who were forcing me to drink the alcohol, apologized to me. I said It’s ok. 

But other men also started pleading with me to drink the alcohol.

One said: Bhauji , please just a little . nothing will happen. Another said, yes bhauji, nothing wrong will happen. We want to see you drunk. 

I replied, I don’t drink alcohol. I can’t.

Another person said, what bhauji? I know you love to drink piss . And you don’t like alcohol?

I replied,  yes you are right. I love to drink pee. If you give me pee then I will love to drink that. But don’t ask me to drink alcohol.

3-4 more men almost cried , bhauji pleaze, hamri khatir. Thora sa pee lijie na.( Bhabhi ji please for our sake, just drink a little)

I said, But I can’t tolerate the strong liquid. 

One man said, don’t worry bhauji. I’ll pour just a little alcohol and fill the glass with water. Just try it.

I laughed. No no don’t give me fresh water.

The man handed me the glass with a small amount of alcohol and said, then bhauji , try it without water.

I just tried to sip it but it was too strong . I cough . My chest and throat started burning. 

I said, oh I can’t drink it. Sorry. Forgive me.

The man said, Bhabhi ji, you should try it with water.

I said, No. I don't drink this with fresh water.

Everyone became confused. 

One man said, then bhauji?

I laughed and said, oye dump, don’t you have pee? Please give me. 

They all became shocked. They couldn’t say anything for a moment. Then Shyam came forward and said , Randi , forward your glass. He pissed into my glass and when the glass filled up he changed his stream and pissed on my face and body. I tried to gulp and drank a little. 

Then I started drinking the alcohol with some chickpeas and peanuts . 

I was chatting and flirting with them and sipping the drink. 

I don’t know, but I was enjoying the environment and also enjoying my drink. Don’t know how but drinking a cheap alcohol mixed with pee of a lower class lebour , sitting naked with peculier jewelry and surrounded by more than thirty lusty sweaty laborers. My pussy was itching and my clit was dancing. I spread my legs  and touched my slit. I shivered. They became closer to me. I was rubbing my pussy slowly. My jewelry was shining in the lights of the bonfire.

My body was glistering. 

They were touching my body here and there. And suddenly the phone buzzed inside my pussy.

All the men became surprised again. 

I giggled and pulled the condom covered phone out of my vagina. I received the phone. It was Hussain ji. 

He called me to know If I am ok or not. Am I feeling comfortable or not? 

After I finished talking I put the phone back into my hole. 

I saw someone bring a drum instrument. Maybe it's called Naal.

He said, Bhauji We will now play some drums and sing some bhojpuri songs. Will you dance for us?

I hesitated. I said, but the chicken?

One said, don’t worry Bhauji, we will take care of that. 

I finished my drink and said, Ok lets do it.

I stood up and went near the fire. They all sat circling the fire. They started playing and singing loudly. And I started dancing with the beats. 

I was going to every corner and was dancing in front of everyone. My nose ring, nipple bells and the pussy rings were also dangling and the condom tail also enhanced the slutty beauty of my dance.

I was doing the steps which Irfan sir taught me. But I was also doing steps which I learned from the Shemale at Ramu’s village. 

Ram, Shyam and Jadu were surprised by those steps. 

When I finished the first song , they all cheered and clapped. They all shouted, one more one more.

I started dancing again. I knew that song and I could understand the meaning of the words. So that time my dance was more beautiful and more vulgar and slutty. 

The song was very rough and the words were very very bad. 

Maybe the song was written for me. 

Actually It was a duet song. Male and female. But there were two men singing the song. 

 

The song was like: 

E dewar ji tohar bhaiya nahi ghar pe . 

tu aba kya?

Nahi Bhauji Sharam lagi. 

Tu dar gaya kaya?

Nahi bhauji.

To ajana chutya

Khare hay ma sari uthai ke mare le ghapa ghap.

One man stood and started dancing with me. 

I was bending my knees to the front and stretching my pussy lips and rubbing my clit. Sometimes I was pulling the man towards me and thrusting my boobs into his chest. Then I was going in front of everyone and twerking my bums in front of them.

I was holding my boobs and bouncing them by the beats. And sometimes I was thrusting my pelvic on his groin. I felt he was hard. He was grabbing my boobs and bums while dancing. At the end the song finished but the drum didn’t stop. It started playing faster and continuous beats. I was dancing like mad.  

I was moving round and round. Bouncing my boobs furiously then laid on the ground on my back and frequently lifting my ass up and down. My clit was also throbbing like hell. At last I started rubbing my clit like a mad and suddenly I started squirting.

The man came and stood above my head. He was stroking his dick. I quickly sat and inserted his dick into my mouth. Within a few seconds he started sprayed his cum into my mouth. 

He pulled his dick out and I sat on the ground. I was breathing heavily. Someone handed me a glass. Filled with the local cheap alcohol and mixed with pee. This time I finished the drink with a few gulps. 

I threw the glass and stood up. I shouted, next song please. 

I started dancing. This time I was sitting on all of their lap and was rubbing my ass with the beats. Just for a few seconds and then I was changing the laps. 

I saw two trains crossing in between. 

I was dancing like an angel. I was feeling so free. 

After that a few men got up and they started dancing with me. 

I could feel all the hands roaming on my body.

I didn’t remember , but I think there were 6 to 7 men dancing with me.

They were fondling my body. Oh Tarun , how can I explain the feeling? The hands were roaming like liches  on me. My entire body was shivering. 

Someone handed me a glass. I didn’t stop dancing. I tried to gulp it again. But after just one gulp I cough. I cried . tears came out from my eyes. They gave me raw alcohol. 

I shouted bastard. How many times do I have to tell you that I am a non alcoholic woman? 

They were all scared and became silent. 

But they all got stunned when they saw, I was smiling. I smiled and said, sorry dear. Please make me another one with someone’s pee. And I poured the glass on my head. 

I said, Hay man ,start playing. 

They quickly gave me another glass. I finished it and started dancing with them. 

I slowly squatted down and they were bumping their groin on my face. I was biting their dick , softly above their dhoti. 

They all drank too much. Very soon the drum beats stopped and the beats of fucking had started. 

Someone pulled my phone out from my vagina and someone pulled the condom tail out of my anus.

I heard someone shouting please use the condoms. Otherwise Khan sahab will kill us. But I could feel a few dicks entering into my holes without a condom. 

I was so drunk I didn’t remember properly. The entire scene was blurry to me. I was just feeling all my holes were stuffed with the leather rods and the rods were moving in and out. Sometimes thick cream was filling my mouth and I was swallowing. 

My face, hair and chest were covered in cum. 

Condoms were thrown on me. 

They used me like a fucking toy. 

I just differ one dick among those 30 to 35 cocks. It was enormous. Maybe 9 inches long and thick. A gigantic cock. He first fucked my mouth. And then inserted into my pussy. And when he was fucking me no one had dared to come closer to us. Last he pushed his gigantic cock into

 my anus. I cried in pain. He was tearing my anus apart. But he didn;t stop. He brutally fucked me like an ape. 

After some initial pain, I started enjoying him. I don’t know. But maybe he fucked me after everybody finished their turn. He fucked my more than 25 minutes. And then he pulled his dick from my ass and inserted it into my mouth with the condom covered on it. I started sucking him. But he was thrusting his tool deep into my throat. I was gagging. I was trying to push him out. But I couldn’t push the giant away. 

And then he started releasing his load inside the condom deep into my throat.

He then pulled his dick out of my mouth and pulled the condom out and pushed it into my mouth.

He slapped my cheek and said, chew it randi. Chew it.

Everybody started clapping. I heard someone telling Jha ji you did a fabulous job. You gave this randi real pleasure. See how you tear her holes. 

He laughed and said, I think these gaps will not close within three days now. 

Everybody laughed. 

I was chewing the condom laying there on the ground. 

I had no strength to stand up. 

But Jha ji pulled my hair and slapped me. He shouted, suar ki bachhi uth( daughter of pig get up). Chicken and rice is becoming cold. Go and serve us the meal.

Wash your hands up to your elbows , randi. Do you hear me?

I said , Yeth Jha di. My tongue was  rolling automatically and I was having trouble talking. 

But even though I was feeling relaxed and satisfied. 

I slowly stood up. I had no strength to walk. But somehow I managed to go to the oven. Someone had put the pot down on the ground. And I saw the rice was also cooked and ready.

They all sat on the ground with their own dishes. Shyam , me and another man started serving them the food. 

I was trembling on my feet. Even though  I could hold my balance and I served them the food.

After they all finished, I sat beside the oven. Ram gave me his unwashed plate. I took just two pieces of chicken and a little amount of rice.

I somehow told Ram, pleath give me a glath of pith.

When I opened my eyes, I saw I was laying on the ground beside the oven. There were no fire anymore.

I saw a few were sleeping under the open sky. And many of them were missing. 

Maybe they went back to their shelter. 

I stood up and went to Ram’s hut. I went in and pushed him. Ram, wake up. Ram, where is my phone? 

He woke up and told me that my phone is at Jha ji’s hut. 

I asked, what’s the time? 

He told me it was 4:45. 

I slept beside him again.

After a while I woke up hearing a voice. Jha ji was shouting. 

Randi, wake up .Hussain ji had called . He was telling me, you have to go to deliver the milk fast.

I asked, what’s the time?

He said, 5.30.

I hurriedly woke up. I asked where the toilet was.

They all laughed. They told me, either I can go beside the railway track or I may go into the woods across the track. 

The slum woman used to go to the woods. And the male were used to go to the railway track.

I said I’ll go to the railway track.

I went and saw there were already 5 men doing their morning job. I sat with them beside the track. 

They all were stunned to see my shameless ness. When I was emptying my bowl and bladder two trains had passed. Both were express. 

They were using mugs to clean them. But I had no such thing. So , after finishing my job I went to the previous day's pond, across the railway track. It was 500 meters away. 

I went there and saw the pond was empty. I took a gentle bath . washed my body thoroughly and went back to the huts. Jadu gave me a gamcha. I dried myself and asked them how do I go to Mastanpur?

Jha Ji gave me my phone and I heard the sound of the bike. Hussain Ji stopped his bike In front of me.

Purva: Now sleep. It’s 2.15. No more story.

Tarun: but what happened after that?

Purva: of ho. The delivery was as usual.

Only one thing. Nasira bhabhi had called me. When I reached there, she ordered me to clean the drain. The drain started from the septic tank and finished at the back side swamp. 

I was cleaning the drain . It was almost jam. I was cleaning it with a tiny shovel . 

Dhimri was supervising me. She was standing there with the broom by which I cleaned the toilet one day ago. 

Whenever I was doing something wrong , she beat me with the broom. And at one point I spilled some dirt on the ground. She started beating me with the broom on my ass. 

My ass hole was already wide open as was my pussy too. And now my ass cheeks had become red. She called Nasira bhabhi. 

When Nasira bhabhi saw the dirt on the pathway. She scolded me and spit on me. She took the broom from dhimri and started beating me. I was pleading to stop beating me by folding my hand. 

After a while she stopped and threw the broom on the ground.

She ordered Dhimri not to call her again. If needed Dhimri can punish me.

I somehow finished my cleaning work. Dhimri fully used the opportunity to beat me. 

And when I finished my job, she called Nasira Bhabhi. 

Nasira Bhabhi saw my work.

She said, Ok , finally you have done satisfactory work. Dhimri, go and bring the leftover rice for this pig.

Dhimri went in and brought some cold left over rice soaked in water. She threw the plate in front of me and said, finish this randi and then wash the plate and put it at the doorstep . 

I sat there on the ground beside the drain and started eating the rice. 

Tarun : only rice?

Purva : Yes , only cold left over rice. No daal or salt or nothing else. But I knew I have to obey her and finish the meal. So, I finished the meal and after cleaning the dish I put it on the doorstep. Dhimri was observing me. She took the plate and went in and shut the door .

I took the cycle and went back to the milk booth.

 And yes , while returning I got fucked by Dilu first and then the cycle mechanic.

[Straight in]

Wow super, fantastic, beautiful update

[nand]

Happy welcome.

[Tunkai]

Wow super, fantastic, beautiful update

Thank you sir

[Tunkai]

Happy welcome.

Thanks

[phanic]

Excellent update

[Tunkai]

Excellent update

Thanks sir

[Elisevivian]

Firstly, welcome back! Hope you’re doing okay. Thank you for the wonderful update. I loved the Dhimri & Nassira Bhabhi part! I just wish you didn’t rush through it in a hurry. Hope Tarun asks her to explain better and you can expand on the Dhimri and Nassira Bhabhi treatment. That part of the story is very erotic.

[Tunkai]

Firstly, welcome back! Hope you’re doing okay. Thank you for the wonderful update. I loved the Dhimri & Nassira Bhabhi part! I just wish you didn’t rush through it in a hurry. Hope Tarun asks her to explain better and you can expand on the Dhimri and Nassira Bhabhi treatment. That part of the story is very erotic.

Ok sir. Thanks for your comments. I always admirer you.  And other reader also requested me to elaborate the part. So, I'll try.