30-12-2019, 07:35 AM
“Good morning Sir!”, Richa whispered softly as she was woken up by the alarm blasting sharp at 5am. She noticed Mr. Naidu already awake and sitting uptight on the bed rubbing his hands first and then dry massaging his face. Now, Richa isn’t usually an early riser and she was used quite long the earlier day, but she managed to push herself and attended her man early morning. Naidu exchanged morning pleasantries with my wife and moved to bathroom to freshen up. Richa, so wanted to lie down again, pushed herself out of the bed, stretched her body and took a quick wash herself. She had the tea ready for Mr. Naidu when he was out and they both finished the morning tea without any drama. Richa knew he had called Rakesh around 6:30 so he was left with just about an hour with her. But before she could comment or ask anything, Mr. Naidu told her to join him in the bath. There wasn’t any force being used as my wife stripped naked and joined him for the last time. She initiated kissing him and then slowly unwrapping her arms to expose her bosom. He obliged and kissed and sucked her beautiful melons like a hungry rascal before engaging her into some sloppy kissing and smooching. He was obviously excited, and his member was already erect as they were kissing and it was touching Richa's naked thighs every now and then. Richa was obviously massaging it time and again while she kept responding to his incessant kissing and sucking. She demonstrated her keenness as she kissed and licked his chest and hairy torso. When he was ready to penetrate her, Richa went down on her knees and lubricated him with her saliva. Mr. Naidu started the shower when he turned Richa around and bent her at the waist. He placed her one leg on one of the steps and fingered her opening from behind. She was already moist and didn’t have much troubles when his member finally explored her hole before thrusting inside.
Richa adjusted her height such that he was holding her shoulders for support while banging her opening from behind. He was completely erect, and the thickness and length were perfectly matching the angle as he started blasting her. His heavy balls were hitting her round bums whereas her breasts were swaying like pendulum with all the momentum. The best part was that he could see her expressions in the large mirror opposite them (including her swaying breasts). He started slow and rhythmic as Richa began moaning and then gradually increased his pace. He was playing multiple tricks to keep her on the edge. He would sometimes bite on her shoulders, at times pinch her nipples or squeeze her swaying breasts hard, she was also receiving some good amount of butt slapping in between. There were occasions when he would pull Richa up and turn her neck around to kiss her lips. My wife was showing all sorts of flexibility and playing it as he wanted. After grinding her well, he loosened up and pulled out and then turned my wife to face him. Richa wondered if he was done but he made her place one of her leg on the taps and started banging from the front while facing her. Richa stumbled a couple of times but eventually managed by holding him around his neck. He couldn’t avoid kissing her and his hands mauling her tits and twisting her nips. The pain aroused her further as she started gyrating her body to match his strokes. It wasn’t long before both peaked for an early morning encounter and Mr. Naidu emptied his load inside my wife one more time. He came in large quantity that Richa had to go down on the knees to sip the residual that was otherwise getting wasted. She left him thoroughly pleased as he asked her to soap and bathe him. Both of them cleaned each other before finally stepping out.
“Bitch! Have you pleased him this morning?”, Patil Sir was on the phone as my wife answered his call sharp at 6:30am on her cell phone. She was instructed to put the phone on speaker mode as Patil Sir wanted to talk to Naidu also.
“Buddy, I am sure you enjoyed her all night and this morning!” he spoke from the other side as they both laughed.
“She was wonderful! Next time you come, bring her along! I need her for a weekend!”, Mr. Naidu responded appreciating Richa's services. She felt relieved hearing that while he continued.
“Thanks for all the hospitality! We’re heading out now. She is accompanying me until airport! She is yours afterwards!”, everyone (including Sandesh) laughed as Mr. Naidu concluded the phone call.
Richa was already dressed in her earlier sleeveless kurta and leggings and Sandesh had showed up at the scene too. They decided to leave the apartment as per the plan and started for the airport. Sandesh was driving the car while Naidu had held Richa firmly in his arms on the backseat. There weren’t any hesitations or nervousness as he kept rubbing, caressing her in between. The kissing and smooching also continued for quite some time, he was licking her arms, her neck in between and off course her boobs continued to be pressed and mauled. Overall, he wasn’t too rough during the entire 30-45-minute drive as they fast approached airport. Sandesh warned them of secured airport area when they were getting closer and Naidu quickly pushed his hand inside her kurta and pinched her nipples last time before adjusting upright. The airports are usually busy in the morning and they hit some traffic on the approach road and he seized opportunity and grabbed her closer again. Sandesh parked the car as they finally reached the terminal. All of them stepped out of car quickly. Sandesh pulled his bag out of trunk while Naidu hugged my wife tightly for the last time and also kissed her in open. Now, these scenes aren’t too uncommon on airports but Richa felt little nervous as he kissed for a long minute and also kept her pressed by pulling her over her bums. It looked little obscene and that added to her nervousness! But then, the cars aren’t allowed to wait longer so he had to leave in a couple of minutes. He thanked Sandesh and waived good bye to Richa and disappeared into the terminus.
“Ithe! Pudhe bass! (Here! In the front seat!)”
It was Sandesh this time who didn’t allow Richa to enter the backseat and insisted her to take front seat as he got behind the wheel. My wife, as always, didn’t make any scene and got into the front seat while Sandesh got behind the wheels.
Richa adjusted her height such that he was holding her shoulders for support while banging her opening from behind. He was completely erect, and the thickness and length were perfectly matching the angle as he started blasting her. His heavy balls were hitting her round bums whereas her breasts were swaying like pendulum with all the momentum. The best part was that he could see her expressions in the large mirror opposite them (including her swaying breasts). He started slow and rhythmic as Richa began moaning and then gradually increased his pace. He was playing multiple tricks to keep her on the edge. He would sometimes bite on her shoulders, at times pinch her nipples or squeeze her swaying breasts hard, she was also receiving some good amount of butt slapping in between. There were occasions when he would pull Richa up and turn her neck around to kiss her lips. My wife was showing all sorts of flexibility and playing it as he wanted. After grinding her well, he loosened up and pulled out and then turned my wife to face him. Richa wondered if he was done but he made her place one of her leg on the taps and started banging from the front while facing her. Richa stumbled a couple of times but eventually managed by holding him around his neck. He couldn’t avoid kissing her and his hands mauling her tits and twisting her nips. The pain aroused her further as she started gyrating her body to match his strokes. It wasn’t long before both peaked for an early morning encounter and Mr. Naidu emptied his load inside my wife one more time. He came in large quantity that Richa had to go down on the knees to sip the residual that was otherwise getting wasted. She left him thoroughly pleased as he asked her to soap and bathe him. Both of them cleaned each other before finally stepping out.
“Bitch! Have you pleased him this morning?”, Patil Sir was on the phone as my wife answered his call sharp at 6:30am on her cell phone. She was instructed to put the phone on speaker mode as Patil Sir wanted to talk to Naidu also.
“Buddy, I am sure you enjoyed her all night and this morning!” he spoke from the other side as they both laughed.
“She was wonderful! Next time you come, bring her along! I need her for a weekend!”, Mr. Naidu responded appreciating Richa's services. She felt relieved hearing that while he continued.
“Thanks for all the hospitality! We’re heading out now. She is accompanying me until airport! She is yours afterwards!”, everyone (including Sandesh) laughed as Mr. Naidu concluded the phone call.
Richa was already dressed in her earlier sleeveless kurta and leggings and Sandesh had showed up at the scene too. They decided to leave the apartment as per the plan and started for the airport. Sandesh was driving the car while Naidu had held Richa firmly in his arms on the backseat. There weren’t any hesitations or nervousness as he kept rubbing, caressing her in between. The kissing and smooching also continued for quite some time, he was licking her arms, her neck in between and off course her boobs continued to be pressed and mauled. Overall, he wasn’t too rough during the entire 30-45-minute drive as they fast approached airport. Sandesh warned them of secured airport area when they were getting closer and Naidu quickly pushed his hand inside her kurta and pinched her nipples last time before adjusting upright. The airports are usually busy in the morning and they hit some traffic on the approach road and he seized opportunity and grabbed her closer again. Sandesh parked the car as they finally reached the terminal. All of them stepped out of car quickly. Sandesh pulled his bag out of trunk while Naidu hugged my wife tightly for the last time and also kissed her in open. Now, these scenes aren’t too uncommon on airports but Richa felt little nervous as he kissed for a long minute and also kept her pressed by pulling her over her bums. It looked little obscene and that added to her nervousness! But then, the cars aren’t allowed to wait longer so he had to leave in a couple of minutes. He thanked Sandesh and waived good bye to Richa and disappeared into the terminus.
“Ithe! Pudhe bass! (Here! In the front seat!)”
It was Sandesh this time who didn’t allow Richa to enter the backseat and insisted her to take front seat as he got behind the wheel. My wife, as always, didn’t make any scene and got into the front seat while Sandesh got behind the wheels.
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