Adultery Indian Wife & Boss by tantrik721
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"No...no... please... slow... please...let me go," she groaned. She felt a burning sensation running through her nipples to deep inside her.

"That is what we call boobs," he spoke leaving his finger prints on her soft white flesh. He caressed her soft and flawless body. Her small red panty was hardly able to hide her modesty and the round ass was jutting out of it. He tucked his fingers into the waistband of her panty and pulled it out of her legs.

He took a moment to admire the naked beauty in front of him. Beautiful round face, shoulder length hairs tied loosely and a strand of hairs dangling over her forehead, slender neck, pointed pink boobs with tits in attention between slightly dark areolas, curved waist, heavy hips and long legs. The triangle between her legs was making the picture perfect. Her pussy was shaved and the white lips were swollen covering the pink vulva inside. He cannot believe his luck. Meena felt ashamed as he explored each and every part of her body. She tried to cover her pussy with her hands but he cannot accept any hindrances

"No," he warned her and roughly pushed her hands away. He continued his exploration and patted her ass and pushed his hand onto her swollen pussy. He cannot hold himself any longer and lunged upon her. Salim quickly got rid of his clothes and there body fell on the cot fused together. Meena felt his entire weight over her and his hot cock dug between her thighs.

"Hold it," he caught her hand and placed it onto his hard shaft, "play with it dear while I check your boobies," his voice was hoarse. Meena felt the hot meat throbbing in her hand; she involuntarily started to caress it feeling the entire length from the bulbous head to the base. It felt quite thick and the strange part was that it was not straight but was curved upwards. She had never seen a curved penis before and felt curious. She moved her fist tightly over it as if trying to straighten it.

"Ohhh... yess...," he enjoyed her touch, "you liked it, oh... good, yesss...," he squeezed her boobs hard.

Meena felt ashamed of herself, her face turned a shade of red. She opened her mouth to say something but Salim was onto her and pushed his tongue inside her open mouth. He jammed his mouth over her and started to suck her juicy lips.

"Ughh... aghh," she grunted as he explored her body. He kept her mouth locked while crushing her breasts. Her hand was still stroking the curved shaft which seemed to grow even harder. He pushed his legs between hers and kicked them wide.

"Yesss... baby... my doll...," he panted moving his one hand onto her thighs.

"You have a real soft and clean pussy," he spoke patting her shaved vagina. Meena felt vulnerable in the position as he kept her legs wide and spread her pussy lips. Salim slipped easily two of his fingers inside her wet pussy. She closed her eyes tightly.

"Wow, nice and wet cunt," he positioned himself between her legs. She felt the fingers being replaced by the head of his dick, which entered slowing into her slit.

"Uggghhh...," Meena grunted as the thick cock started to claim its space inside her. She felt stretched like never before, ripping her apart. The pain gave away to pleasure as her pussy started to adjust to the girth. His curved cock touched places which were never touched before. She gasped as he rammed all the way inside her and put her arms tightly around his shoulders. His curved cock allowed him to stimulate her G spot easily and with the initial thrust itself Meena started to moan audibly.

She was holding back as she didn't want to let them know that she was getting horny. In a false sense of pride she was telling herself that she is not a slut who is enjoying sex with any low lying man but was being blackmailed. But all her effort to hide her feelings was thwarted by his dick rubbing at places she never imagined. He moved his cock slowly inside her, first fully withdrawing and then ramming it all the way inside. She gasped for air, her face a maze of agony.

"No, aghhh," she moaned clutching his arms tightly. The small room was now filled with the smell and sound of sex. Salim had her clutched under him like a tiger have his prey. At first, slow stokes each time going all the way in and then back out again... increasing his tempo. Faster and faster he began to fuck her. Sweat covered their bodies as he picked up the pace. It was like he was trying to drive his dick into her belly. Each time his nuts slapped against her ass.

"Aaaarrrrggggghhhh I'mmmm... god... nooooo!!" she screamed as she cannot hold any longer and probably had her first orgasm of the night.

He didn't say anything or even slow on his thrusting at all. It seemed like he had got a little faster. There was no more pain, no more pretence of being a victim of blackmail. She knew she is enjoying it like a slut and wanted more. It was pure ecstasy as he continued the onslaught on her pussy.

"Hey!! Slow your volume," suddenly Pradeep peeked inside but none of them took any notice of him. He was dumbfounded by the scene before him. Meena was hugging onto Salim's heavy built; her legs were raised in air while he was pounding her like a bull. Pradeep felt a twitch in his pants and found that he was hard as an iron rod.

"Ohh my!!" he quickly removed his clothes and climbed on the cot. Stroking his cock with his left hand he kneeled beside the head of Meena. She was too busy fucking that she noticed him only when he turned her head towards his cock.

"Awahh," she was shocked seeing his cock dangling over her face. Salim meanwhile pulled himself up and grabbed her raised legs. He pushed them back at her shoulders folding her into half. He banged his cock even deeper in this position.

"Ahhhh..." she cried out, her eyes wide opened, "no...no..." she shook her head sideways, but Pradeep found his way and pushed his throbbing cock into her mouth. She cannot help it; the hard meat filled her mouth completely. She tried to push him but was of no use, he kept her head in place by holding her hairs and held her hands tightly in his grip. She looked at their faces which were filled with lust, an animalistic rage. Finding herself being used like a slut she felt a familiar urge building inside her guts. She started to slurp the cock inching deeper every second into her mouth.
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RE: Indian Wife & Boss by tantrik721 - by Ramesh_Rocky - 11-02-2019, 01:52 PM
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