Adultery My Wife’s Bull – From Honeymoon to Hotwife

[Samadhanam]

How can a watchman of the apartment take 7 days leave only to fuck one woman.

[Safestguy]

Good story. continue

[Sigan007]

Sunday is Most Is Celebration Day of Every Week

Are You Celebreate with Meera's Adventure?

[RedDranzar]

Sunday is Most Is Celebration Day of Every Week

Are You Celebreate with Meera's Adventure?

Yes every Sunday take Meera to new level of extreme.

[Sigan007]

How can a watchman of the apartment take 7 days leave only to fuck one woman.

No Logic Only Magic

[Sigan007]

Yes every Sunday take Meera to new level of extreme.

Don't Miss It Next Few Episdoes 

It's Extremely Hard 

If u are a Light Heart ? Immediately Skipping 

Spanking, Canning, Whipping , Fisitng and More Etc.....

[Mehndi 99]

I have been on messageboards like erstwhile Hotboard among others and have been readinf erotica from prolofic writers but your story is one of the best I have ever read !!! Trust me, I speak from my heart . You have a sensational flair for writing outstanding erotica, like Rubysen and Rupanita from Literotica . You don't know how good you are ! Keep writing my friend, I am hooked like never before. These days real good erotica are a rarity !

A few suggestions - Make your heroine in the story now get a navel piercing , and when she wears saree, whenver that is, make it so low that until and unless she shaves her pubic region, she can't wear it that low. Make her blouses, now and when she goes back to her previous life, backless and very very skimpy.
Make her get multiple ear piercings too and maybe a rose tatto on her calf and upper back. Make her wear heels when she goes back to the high society she belonged earlier

In the next part, make her REALLY GO to a marriage party for a few days from her own maternal side, and make her screw everyone from the groom to the groom's father and brothers. During that time, make her wear beautiful ornate banarasi sarees , but she should wear them dangerously low and with backless blouses to titillate every male guests in the house . At that time make her wear payals and waist chain too. Her husband should be pained to see she enjoying the young groom and sucking off someone else

Keep writing my friend, you are one of the best in Xossipy at the moment !

[RedDranzar]

Don't Miss It Next Few Episdoes 

It's Extremely Hard 

If u are a Light Heart ? Immediately Skipping 

Spanking, Canning, Whipping , Fisitng and More Etc.....

Yes. Always give one liner hints like this for next updates. 

In some episode you can make her have piss shower.

[Sigan007]

Chapter 82: The Old Debt – The Creditor’s Visit

 

It was the Morning of Day 4. Ayesha had just finished cooking BREAKFAST. Ramesh was sitting outside the shack smoking a beedi. Suddenly, a rough-looking man in his 50s came to the shack. He was the old creditor — **Muthu** — to whom Ramesh owed money from many years ago.

**Muthu:** (angry) Ramesh! Where is my money? You still haven’t given me the 50,000 rupees.

**Ramesh:** (nervous) Brother… give me some time… I will arrange it…

Muthu looked inside the shack and saw Ayesha standing there in her old faded saree.

**Muthu:** (eyes widening) Who is this beautiful girl?

**Ramesh:** (hesitantly) This is my wife… Ayesha…

**Muthu:** (laughing) Wife? You are a watchman and you have such a beautiful wife? You can’t pay my money but you have a beautiful wife?

Muthu stepped inside the shack and looked at Ayesha from head to toe.

The creditor Muthu stood inside the small slum shack, looking at Ayesha with hungry eyes. Ramesh was silent, scared.

**Muthu:** (angry) No tomorrow. No waiting. Right now. If you don’t pay me, I will punish your wife immediately. Take off her clothes. Make her naked right here in public.

**Ramesh:** (pleading) Bhai… please… not like this… people will see…

**Muthu:** (shouting) Shut up! Either pay me now or strip your wife. I want to see what you are hiding.

Ayesha stood trembling, tears flowing down her cheeks.

**Ayesha:** (whispering) Husband… please don’t do this…

**Muthu:** (to Ramesh) Do it. Or I will call the people and make her naked myself.

Ramesh looked at Ayesha with shame. He slowly removed her pallu. The old faded green saree fell to the floor. Then he removed her blouse, exposing her bra. Ayesha covered her chest with her hands.

**Muthu:** (laughing) Continue. Full naked.

Ramesh removed Ayesha’s bra, then her inskirt and panty. Ayesha stood completely naked in the small shack, trying to cover her breasts and pussy with her hands.

**Muthu:** (smiling) Good. Now take her outside. Let the slum see what a beautiful wife you have.

Ramesh pulled Ayesha out of the shack into the narrow alley. It was evening, and a few people were outside.

**Muthu:** (loudly) Look everyone! This is Ramesh’s wife. He owes me money, so I am punishing her.

People started gathering. Men, women, and children looked at Ayesha’s naked body.

**Ayesha:** (crying, trying to cover herself) Please… don’t do this… I beg you…

**Muthu:** (to the crowd) See how beautiful she is. Fair skin, big breasts, nice body. Ramesh is hiding this treasure and not paying my money.

**Woman 1:** (shocked) What is this? A girl naked in public?

**Man 1:** (staring) Wah… Super figure. Ramesh lucky.

**Muthu:** (to Ayesha) Turn around. Show your ass to everyone.

Ayesha turned, crying. The crowd grew larger. People were taking photos with their phones.

**Muthu:** (to Ramesh) See? This is what happens when you don’t pay. Tomorrow bring my money. Otherwise, I will make her walk naked through the entire slum.

Ramesh stood there silently. Ayesha was crying, completely naked in front of the slum people.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*I’m standing naked in public… everyone is looking at my body… taking photos… I feel like the cheapest whore in the world. How did my life come to this?*

Muthu stood in the narrow slum alley, looking at the crying, naked Ayesha with satisfaction. A small crowd had gathered, staring at her exposed body.

**Muthu:** (loudly) Enough crying. You are coming with me right now. Walk naked to my place. If you cover yourself, I will make it worse.

**Ayesha:** (crying, voice breaking) Please Sir… don’t do this… I beg you… people are watching…

**Muthu:** (grabbing her arm) Walk. Now. Your husband will follow behind.

Ramesh stood silently, unable to stop it. Ayesha covered her breasts and pussy with her hands as much as she could and started walking naked through the slum alley. The road was narrow and muddy. People came out of their houses to watch. Men, women, and children stared in shock and excitement.

 

Ayesha walked with her head down, tears flowing. Her bare feet stepped on the muddy road. Her breasts bounced with every step. The red jewel on her clit was visible to everyone.

**Muthu:** (walking beside her) Hands down. Let everyone see what a beautiful body you have. No covering.

Ayesha slowly lowered her hands. The crowd grew larger. Some people took photos with their phones. Ayesha walked for almost 15 minutes through the slum lanes. People lined up on both sides. Some men commented loudly.

**Man 4:** (to Muthu) Muthu Bhai, who is she?

**Muthu:** (proudly) This is Ramesh’s wife. He didn’t pay my money, so punishment.

The walk felt like hours to Ayesha. Her body was fully exposed. The night air made her nipples hard. She felt completely degraded.

 

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*I’m walking naked on the road… everyone is looking at my body… taking photos… laughing at me… I’m not a wife anymore. I’m just a public whore.*

They finally reached Muthu’s small house at the end of the lane. Muthu opened the door and pushed Ayesha inside.

**Muthu:** (to Ramesh) You can go. Tomorrow bring my money. Tonight your wife is mine.

Ramesh looked at Ayesha one last time and left.

Muthu closed the door and looked at the naked, crying Ayesha.

**Muthu:** Now you are mine for the night. Get on your knees.

Ayesha’s public naked walk was over, but her night of punishment had just begun.

 

Chapter 85: Ramesh Begs for Mercy

It was late at night. Ayesha was tied completely naked in the small cow shed area behind Muthu’s house. Her hands were tied above her head to a wooden post. Her legs were spread and tied to two poles. She was gagged with a cloth. The smell of cow dung and hay was strong. A single bulb hung above her.

Ramesh came running to Muthu’s house, sweating and scared. He fell at Muthu’s feet.

**Ramesh:** (crying) Bhai… please let my wife go… I will arrange the money for you… please…

**Muthu:** (sitting on a chair, smoking) What Ramesh? I have tied your wife naked in my cow shed. Look at her.

Ramesh looked at Ayesha. She was crying, her naked body fully exposed, breasts heaving, pussy visible.

**Ramesh:** (beggingBrother… please let her go… she is a good girl… please…

**Muthu:** (laughingGood girl? You can’t pay me 50,000 rupees but you have a beautiful wife? Where is my money?

 

**Ramesh:** (crying, holding Muthu’s legs) Brother… I will arrange it… give me some time… let my wife go… it hurts me to see her like this…

**Muthu:** (kicking him lightly) It hurts you? Doesn’t it hurt me to see her body? Look at her… great body. I will use her for one day.

**Ramesh:** (begging on knees) Bhai… please let her go… I will give you extra money… please…

**Muthu:** (smiling) Extra money? Okay. Give me 10,000 extra and I will use her for one day. Otherwise, I will keep her tied for another day.

**Ramesh:** (crying) Brother… please… my wife… let her go… I will arrange the money…

**Muthu:** (standing up) Decide. One day with me. Otherwise, I will make her walk naked in public again.

**Ramesh:** (broken, crying) Okay Bhai… today and tomorrow… but let her go…

**Muthu:** (smiling) Good. Bring her to my room. And you beg on your knees for her.

Ramesh went to the cow shed, untied Ayesha, and brought her naked to Muthu.

**Ramesh:** (falling on his knees in front of Muthu) Bhai… I give my wife to you… keep her as your personal slut today and tomorrow… please… keep my wife safe…

Ramesh looked at Ayesha one last time, tears in his eyes.

**Ramesh:** (to Ayesha) Sorry Ayesha… I will arrange the money… just one day…

Ayesha stood naked, crying, unable to speak.

Muthu closed the door. Ramesh walked back to the shack alone.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*My husband begged on his knees for me… and gave me to another man as a personal slut for two days… I feel like a real prostitute now…*

 

The deal was made. Ayesha’s two days as Muthu’s personal slut had begun.

[Sigan007]

Chapter 86: Afternoon Humiliation in the Cow Shed

 

Ayesha was tied completely naked in the small cow shed behind Muthu’s house. Her hands were tied above her head to a wooden post. Her legs were spread wide and tied to two poles. A cloth gag was stuffed in her mouth. The smell of cow dung, hay, and urine was overwhelming. A single bulb hung above her, casting a dim yellow light. Muthu and his two friends stood in front of her, smiling  The smell of cow dung, hay, and urine was overwhelming. A single bulb hung above her, but the afternoon light came through the gaps in the tin roof.

Muthu and his two friends stood in front of her, smiling.

**Muthu:** (looking at her naked body) Look at this rich man’s wife. Tied like an animal in my cow shed in the middle of the afternoon. Today we will teach her what real humiliation is.

He took a handful of fresh cow dung from the ground and showed it to Ayesha.

**Muthu:** (smiling) This is your new perfume, randi.

He smeared the cow dung on Ayesha’s breasts, rubbing it all over her soft skin. The warm, sticky dung covered her breasts completely, making them brown and dirty.

**Ayesha:** (muffled crying through the gag) Mmmph… mmmph…

**Muthu’s Friend 1:** (laughing) Her tits look good with saani. Rub it properly.

Muthu took more dung and rubbed it on Ayesha’s navel, pushing some inside her belly button. Then he moved lower.

**Muthu:** (spreading her pussy lips) This clean shaved pussy needs some saani too.

He smeared a thick layer of cow dung on her pussy, rubbing it all over her clit and lips. The dung stuck to her skin, making her most private area completely dirty.

**Muthu:** (rubbing it in) Feel it, randi. This is what you deserve for your husband not paying my money.

**Muthu’s Friend 2:** (taking dung) Let me do her ass.

He smeared cow dung on Ayesha’s ass cheeks and between her ass crack, pushing some inside.

**Ayesha:** (crying hard, body shaking) Mmmph… mmmph…

**Muthu:** (stepping back, admiring) Look at her. A rich man’s wife covered in cow dung from head to toe. Breasts, navel, pussy, ass — everything is brown now.

**Muthu’s Friend 1:** (laughing) She looks like a real village randi now. Smells like one too.

**Muthu:** (to Ayesha) This is your punishment. Stay like this the whole afternoon. Tonight I will fuck you like this — covered in saani.

Ayesha cried uncontrollably, her body covered in cow dung, tied naked in the cow shed like an animal.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*I’m tied naked in a cow shed… covered in cow dung on my breasts, pussy, and ass… like a dirty animal… in the middle of the afternoon… this is the lowest I have ever been… I feel completely broken.*

The afternoon was long. The smell was unbearable. Ayesha cried until she had no tears left.

Muthu and his friends sat outside, drinking and laughing, while Ayesha suffered her humiliating punishment.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 87: Ramesh Begs Muthu

 

It was late in the afternoon. Ayesha was still tied naked and covered in cow dung in the cow shed. Ramesh came back to Muthu’s house, falling at his feet again. Only Ramesh and Muthu were there. No one else.

**Ramesh:** (crying, holding Muthu’s legs) Brother… please… let my wife go… I will arrange the money for you… please…

**Muthu:** (smoking, looking down) Where is my money? 60,000 rupees. If not, I will keep her tied for another day.

**Ramesh:** (begging on knees) Brother… please… let her go… I will give you extra money… please… my wife… it hurts me to see her like this…

**Muthu:** (laughing) It hurts you? Doesn’t it hurt me to see her body? Look at her… great body. I will use her for one day.

**Ramesh:** (crying harder) Brother… please… let her go… I will make my wife a prostitute and earn money for you…

**Muthu:** (surprised) What are you saying? You will make your wife a prostitute to earn money?

**Ramesh:** (broken) Yes Brother… I will make her a prostitute and give you the money… please let her go…

**Muthu:** (thinking) Interesting. Okay. Today and tomorrow, your wife will be my personal slut. She will stay with me. Do whatever I say. After that, you bring my 60,000. Then I will let her go.

**Ramesh:** (crying) Brother… please… only one day…

**Muthu:** (firm) No. Today and tomorrow. Otherwise, I will make her walk naked in public again.

**Ramesh:** (broken) Okay Brother… today and tomorrow… but let her go…

**Muthu:** (smiling) Good. Now go. Tomorrow evening send her to my room. Dress her nicely.

 

**Ramesh:** (begging) Brother… please… keep her safe… I will arrange the money…

**Muthu:** (kicking him lightly) Go. Your wife is my personal slut now. I will keep her in my house until tomorrow.

Ramesh looked at Ayesha one last time. She was crying, tied naked in the cow shed.

**Ramesh:** (to Ayesha) Sorry Ayesha… I will arrange the money… just one day…

Ayesha cried harder, unable to speak because of the gag.

Muthu closed the cow shed door. Ramesh walked back to the shack alone, broken.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*My husband begged on his knees for me… and gave me to another man as a personal slut for two days… I feel like a real prostitute now…* The deal was made. Ayesha’s two days as Muthu’s personal slut had begun.

 

Chapter 88: Ayesha’s Harsh Conditions

 

It was late in the afternoon. Ayesha was still tied naked in the cow shed, covered in cow dung. Muthu came inside, looking at her with satisfaction. Ayesha’s eyes were red from crying, but there was a new fire in them.

**Ayesha:** (voice harsh, determined) Untie me right now.

**Muthu:** (surprised) What? You are in no position to give orders, randi.

**Ayesha:** (angry) I said untie me. I will pay you the 60,000 rupees right now. But I have conditions. Listen carefully.

Muthu was shocked by her sudden boldness. He untied her hands and legs. Ayesha stood up, still naked and covered in dung, but her voice was strong.

 

**Ayesha:** You want your money? Fine. I will give you 60,000 rupees immediately. No commission for you. But these are my conditions. If you don’t agree, I will scream and tell everyone what you did to me. The whole slum will know.

**Muthu:** (laughing) Conditions? You are my slut for two days. What conditions can you give?

**Ayesha:** (stepping closer, voice cold) Condition Number 1: You will return the full 60,000 rupees to me by this Sunday. No commission. No deductions. The entire amount.

**Muthu:** (eyes widening) What? You are giving me money and asking it back?

**Ayesha:** (firm) Yes. Condition Number 2: Ramesh will leave this area immediately. He will never come back to this slum or this town. He must go far away.

**Muthu:** (thinking) Okay… what else?

**Ayesha:** Condition Number 3: I want Ramesh’s mobile phone. Give it to me right now. I need to contact my real husband.

**Muthu:** (nodding slowly) Fine.

**Ayesha:** Condition Number 4: You will book a first-class AC coach train ticket for me to Mumbai for Sunday evening. I will leave this place forever.

**Muthu:** (surprised) You are leaving?

**Ayesha:** (cold) Yes. Condition Number 5: All my bags and things that are in Ramesh’s house will be given to me right now. Everything.

Muthu looked at her for a long time. Ayesha stood naked, covered in cow dung, but her eyes were strong.

**Muthu:** (finally) Okay. I agree to all your conditions. But you will stay with me tonight as my slut. Tomorrow I will arrange everything.

**Ayesha:** (cold) Fine. But no more cow dung. Clean me first.

Muthu nodded. He brought water and cleaned Ayesha’s body. Ayesha stood there like a queen, even though she was naked.

**Ayesha:** (looking at Muthu) Remember. If you break any condition, I will destroy you. I have proof of everything.

Muthu looked at her with a mix of lust and fear.

**Muthu:** You are not a normal wife. You are dangerous.

**Ayesha:** (cold smile) Yes. Now take me inside. Let’s finish your one night.

The deal was made. Ayesha had turned the tables with her conditions.

Chapter 89: Ayesha’s Body Cleaning & New Outfit

After the harsh negotiation with Muthu, Ayesha stood naked in the small room, still covered in dried cow dung. Muthu brought a bucket of water, soap, and a towel.

**Muthu:** Clean yourself. I don’t want to touch you like this. Use this water.

**Ayesha:** (cold voice) Give me the bucket.

She took the bucket and started cleaning her body. First, she poured water over her head. The cold water washed away some of the dung from her hair. She rubbed her scalp thoroughly, making sure every strand was clean.

Then she moved to her face, washing away the dung from her cheeks, forehead, and lips. The water ran down her neck and breasts.

**Ayesha:** (rubbing her breasts) This feels so disgusting… I need to clean every inch.

She took the soap and lathered it on her breasts, rubbing in circles, cleaning the dung completely. Her nipples, still sensitive from the piercings, hardened under the cold water. She spent extra time cleaning under her breasts and the sides.

She moved lower, soaping her stomach and navel, pushing her finger inside the navel to clean the dung that was stuck there.

**Ayesha:** (whispering to herself) I can’t believe I let them do this to me…

 

She spread her legs and cleaned her pussy thoroughly. She rubbed the soap on her clit piercing and lips, washing away every trace of the dung. The water ran down her thighs, cleaning her completely.

She turned around and cleaned her ass, spreading her cheeks to wash between them.

Finally, she poured the remaining water over her entire body, rinsing everything off. She dried herself with the old towel, her skin glowing after the thorough cleaning.

**Muthu:** (watching) You look clean now. Here, wear this.

He gave her a new outfit he had prepared — a cheap but revealing red saree with a very short, deep-neck blouse. The saree was semi-transparent, and the blouse was backless.

**Ayesha:** (taking the clothes) This is what you want me to wear?

**Muthu:** Yes. You are my slut for tonight. Dress up.

Ayesha dbangd the red saree around her body. She tied it low on her hips, exposing her entire waist and navel. The blouse was extremely short and tight, pushing her breasts up and showing deep cleavage. The back was completely open.

She looked at herself in the small mirror. She looked like a high-class prostitute.

**Ayesha:** (cold) Is this what you wanted?

**Muthu:** (smiling) Perfect. Now you look like my personal slut. Come here.

Ayesha walked towards him, her new red saree swaying with every step. Her transformation was complete for the night.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*I just cleaned cow dung from my body… and now I’m wearing this slutty outfit for another man… I feel like a real whore now… but I have to survive this night.*

The night with Muthu was about to begin.

 

Chapter 88: Ayesha’s Harsh Stand – The Phone Destruction

It was late in the afternoon. Ramesh had just arrived at Muthu’s house with Ayesha’s bags and his own phone. Ayesha was standing inside the room, still in her red saree, looking at Ramesh with cold eyes.

**Ramesh:** (giving the bags to Muthu) Anna… en wife oda bags and things. En phone um. (Brother… my wife’s bags and things. My phone too.)

**Muthu:** (taking them) Good. Now go. Your wife is mine for two days.

Ayesha stepped forward, her voice harsh and strong.

**Ayesha:** Wait. Give me the phone first.

Ramesh handed the phone to Ayesha. She took it and looked at it for a second.

**Ayesha:** (cold voice) This phone has all the evidence. The videos, the messages, everything you used to blackmail me.

She threw the phone on the floor. Then she took a heavy stone from the corner and smashed it.

**Ayesha:** (smashing the phone) This is for all the times you blackmailed me. (SMASH!) This is for making me your slum wife. (SMASH!) This is for making me clean toilets. (SMASH!) This is for giving me to Muthu like a whore.

The phone broke into pieces. The screen shattered. The body cracked.

**Ramesh:** (shocked) Ayesha… en phone…

**Ayesha:** (stepping on the broken pieces) No more evidence. No more control. From now on, I decide what happens.

**Muthu:** (laughing) Wah… your wife is dangerous.

**Ayesha:** (looking at Muthu) You wanted me for two days. Fine. But after that, I am free. No more blackmail. No more Ramesh. I will pay you the 60,000. But you will leave us alone.

 

**Ramesh:** (pleading) Ayesha… please…

**Ayesha:** (cold) Shut up. You gave me to him. Now live with it.

She turned to Muthu.

**Ayesha:** Let’s finish this. I want to go back to my real life after two days.

Muthu nodded, impressed by her boldness.

**Muthu:** Okay. Two days. Then you are free.

Ayesha looked at the broken phone pieces on the floor. She had destroyed the evidence. She had taken control.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*I destroyed the phone… the evidence is gone… now I can fight back. I’m not a victim anymore.*

The game had changed.

 

Chapter 89: Ayesha and Muthu – Rough Sex

 

Ayesha stood naked in Muthu’s room, her body still slightly marked from the previous humiliation. Muthu closed the door and looked at her with raw lust.

**Muthu:** You are mine for tonight. No more games. Get on the bed.

Ayesha climbed onto the bed on all fours. Muthu grabbed her long black hair from behind and pulled her head back roughly.

**Muthu:** (grunting) You have such beautiful hair. Perfect for pulling.

He slapped her ass hard, leaving a red handprint.

**Ayesha:** (moaning) Ahhh… Muthu…

**Muthu:** (pulling her hair harder) Call me Sir. You are my slut tonight.

 

**Ayesha:** (voice shaking with pleasure) Yes Sir… fuck me…

Muthu entered her pussy in one hard thrust, burying himself deep. He pulled her hair like reins and started pounding her from behind.

**Muthu:** (slapping her ass again) Your pussy is so wet. You love being treated like a whore, don’t you?

**Ayesha:** (moaning loudly) Yes Sir… I love it… fuck me hard… pull my hair…

Muthu pulled her hair even harder, making her arch her back. He slapped her ass repeatedly, making it red.

**Muthu:** (grunting) This ass is mine tonight. I will fuck you like a cheap randi.

He reached around and pinched her nipples while thrusting deep.

**Ayesha:** (crying out) Ahhh… Sir… harder… slap my ass… pull my hair… use me…

Muthu flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and entered her again. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up while fucking her.

**Muthu:** (looking into her eyes) Look at me while I fuck you. You are my personal slut now.

**Ayesha:** (moaning, eyes locked with his) Yes Sir… I am your personal slut… fuck me… I’m your whore…

He slapped her breasts, making them bounce. Then he pinched her nipples hard, twisting them.

**Muthu:** (pounding harder) These tits are perfect for slapping. Your body is made for rough sex.

**Ayesha:** (almost screaming) Yes Sir… slap my tits… fuck me like a whore… I love it…

Muthu pulled her hair and fucked her with brutal force. The bed creaked loudly. Ayesha’s moans filled the room.

**Muthu:** (grunting) I’m going to cum inside you. Take it all, my slut.

 

**Ayesha:** (cumming hard) Yes Sir… cum inside me… fill your whore…

Muthu groaned loudly and came deep inside her, filling her pussy with thick cum. He stayed inside her for a long time, breathing heavily.

**Muthu:** (patting her red ass) Good slut. You took it well.

Ayesha lay there, cum leaking from her pussy, body sore from the rough sex.

**Ayesha’s Inner Thoughts:** 

*He fucked me so rough… pulled my hair, slapped my ass and tits… and I loved every second… I am becoming the whore they wanted… and I don’t hate it.*

The Evening with Muthu was far from over.

 

**To be continued...**

[RedDranzar]

Excellent.  
She is becoming confident in nudity. In home she should stop wearing any clothes.

Meera smoking a cigarette from balcony standing full nude at midnight.

[Sigan007]

Excellent.  
She is becoming confident in nudity. In home she should stop wearing any clothes.

Meera smoking a cigarette from balcony standing full nude at midnight.

This is Just Begining 


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[King Kesavan]

She is terrible than I thought

[veenaimo]

its one more purva... nice way to write

[exbiixossip2]

meera ko muthu or other logo ki gulam nahin balki wah malkin bankar unki sawari kare....

[exbiixossip2]

[RedDranzar]

This is Just Begining 


Next Chapters More Harder

When is the next chapter expected ?

[Sigan007]

its one more purva... nice way to write

Purva Chacarter is Good But Story Length Over to.... 

Purva is One of Greatest Stories in Indian 
Also Amrutha Working Wife Adventures 

Meera Inspired and Mixed of Purva and Amurtha

[Sigan007]

meera ko muthu or other logo ki gulam nahin balki wah malkin bankar unki sawari kare....

Wow What a Picture it's Nice ? 

Which AI and Avalible for Site in this pictures

[Sigan007]

When is the next chapter expected ?

Hint for Next Hard Figing