14-01-2020, 08:28 PM
Tahir Hassan was a 32-year-old man who works as a peon for a local businessman and during weekends he also delivers pizzas to earn some extra cash. He was married eight years ago and was living with his wife, two children and parents in a two room chawl in DhaKunal slums of Mumbai. Today when he picked up the last pizza box of the day for delivery at an upscale flat in Worli, his only thought was to finish the job and head for the local bar for his regular drinks. Little did he know that fate had sometime else for him tonight.
When he rang the bell of the flat and it took time to open he got a bit impatient, but when finally the door was opened, he was shocked to find an elegant lady at the door, dbangd only in a towel. He looked in awe at the long and slender legs and the milky skin showing in abundance. The towel was hugging at her curves and he was lost into the depth of her cleavage, imagining the softness of her white boobs.
"Yes," the lady spoke and Tahir came out of his trance.
"Umm... pizza," he stupidly looked at her.
"Yeah... come." She kept the door opened for him. As he followed her to the drawing room he was surprised to note that she was acting so casual.
'These ultramodern wives of rich people are so fucked up,' he thought and then shrugged his shoulders and smiled looking at her narrow waist and broad ass, swaying seductively as she walked. He felt his cock twitching in his pants.
Neha saw her purse lying beside the couch and she has to bend down to pick it up. She knew that if she bends she would be revealing her nude ass to him, the thought sends a shiver down her spine. She could not bring herself to shamelessly expose and she put a hand on her ass to keep the towel in place and bends her knees to pick up the purse.
"Ahmm..." Tahir whimpered as his heart leaped with anticipation and got only a fleeting glimpse of her soft ass checks, but he was able to make out that she was not wearing any panty.
When he rang the bell of the flat and it took time to open he got a bit impatient, but when finally the door was opened, he was shocked to find an elegant lady at the door, dbangd only in a towel. He looked in awe at the long and slender legs and the milky skin showing in abundance. The towel was hugging at her curves and he was lost into the depth of her cleavage, imagining the softness of her white boobs.
"Yes," the lady spoke and Tahir came out of his trance.
"Umm... pizza," he stupidly looked at her.
"Yeah... come." She kept the door opened for him. As he followed her to the drawing room he was surprised to note that she was acting so casual.
'These ultramodern wives of rich people are so fucked up,' he thought and then shrugged his shoulders and smiled looking at her narrow waist and broad ass, swaying seductively as she walked. He felt his cock twitching in his pants.
Neha saw her purse lying beside the couch and she has to bend down to pick it up. She knew that if she bends she would be revealing her nude ass to him, the thought sends a shiver down her spine. She could not bring herself to shamelessly expose and she put a hand on her ass to keep the towel in place and bends her knees to pick up the purse.
"Ahmm..." Tahir whimpered as his heart leaped with anticipation and got only a fleeting glimpse of her soft ass checks, but he was able to make out that she was not wearing any panty.
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