13-02-2019, 01:14 PM
Sunita Bhabie: May be… but still…. Ritesh, don’t open it. Please.
Ritesh: See… it’s sopping wet, you will catch a cold my dear. Be a good girl!
In trying to gauge how much wet her blouse was, Ritesh was actually playfully caressing her big round tits directly. When he saw Bhabie was reluctant to take off her blouse, he openly grabbed her both boobs with his tow hands and started squeezing them while Bhabie remained lied on the floor. I could well understand that Bhabie was in a hopeless position and within minutes Ritesh was able to persuade her and stripped her off her blouse in front of that rickshaw-puller. Bhabie now lay in her wet white brassiere and petticoat, the latter had already climbed up alarmingly over her plump thighs.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib shall I proceed?
I wondered what the plan was and anxiously remained glued to this very erotic setting.
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, as I said, I shall take saliva from your mouth and spread it there…
I was shocked to notice the man indicating to Bhabie’s gaand!
Rickshaw-puller: …and then use the crab to extract the venom from your body. Don’t worry Madam, have faith on me. Actually this is a belief that goes with us. If the poison spreads into one’s body from a crab bite, the crab is allowed to bite that person once again and we believe when the crab tastes the same blood, it in fact sucks the poison back.
Ritesh: Hmm… seems logical!
Sunita Bhabie: But… I am really uncomfortable with that part…
Ritesh: Oho Bhabie, we just had a talk on this. You only told that you don’t want to reveal this incident to Uncle and that’s why I suggested you just tell you cut your toe on a shell on the shore…
Sunita Bhabie: No, no, that’s all right, but…
Ritesh: But what? You want to hide the second bite from Uncle and surely if its on your hand, leg, or abdomen, Uncle might easily spot it! I thought his suggestion was brilliant! If the cut is made on your gaand, it would be the safest bet. That part always remains covered with your sari, salwar-kamiz, or nighty - whatever you wear.
Sunita Bhabie: I agree, but still Ritesh…
Ritesh: Arre! Again but! Then as a precaution just make sure that for the next few days you always wear a panty below your sari so that Uncle can’t see the cut mark.
Sunita Bhabie: Uff! Will you teach me on that? I agree on that, but… can you not take my saliva?
Ritesh: Hmm. Hey you? What do you say?
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, if Madam feels she is comfortable giving her saliva to you, certainly you can pick it up.
Ritesh: Bah! Fine. Are you satisfied now? Uff! Bhabie… The way you are behaving naa….
Saying that he openly pinched Bhabie’s juicy boob from above her brassiere in front of the rickshaw-puller. Bhabie seemed to be quite immune to this sort of shamelessness by now!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, you fill your fingers with Madam’s saliva and then rub it on her gaand. Madam, you need to take off your pe… I mean your petticoat.
Sunita Bhabie: Huh!
Bhabie looked elsewhere and Ritesh readily crawled forward to do that noble task. I could see his naked black ass directly pointing towards me from where I was peeping. I could even see his ass crack hairs as he crawled! He pulled down Bhabie’s petticoat as she lifted her big gaand slightly. It seemed to me as if Bhabie was his personal property! Her lower half was again completely bare, but by this time she probably was used to it.
Sunita Bhabie: I can’t take this. O God! What am I doing! Sssssssss…
She closed her eyes and seemed to have given up! Ritesh inserted two fingers of his right hand into Bhabie’s mouth and she started lapping and sucking them.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, three fingers…
Ritesh inserted another finger and Bhabie was having a tough time accommodating all in her mouth. The way it looked instantly made me recall as if Rajesh had inserted his cock in my mouth. She gasped for breath as she continued to lick and suck the fingers. This went on for some moments.
Rickshaw-puller: Done. Now Madam you turn back.
Ritesh took out his fingers from Bhabie’s mouth and they were glistening with her saliva. She turned back and rested on her stomach. Ritesh then rubbed and massaged his fingers over Bhabie’s smooth round buttocks. She looked simply awesome in that posture with her stripped pumpkin ass facing the ceiling!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, put inside her crack also.
My goodness! Ritesh like an obedient boy inserted his fingers in Bhabie’s deep ass crack and of course there were loud barefaced moans from Bhabie indicating that she was getting thoroughly excited. I could see a spring in Ritesh’s lund – natural - and it was now dead erect.
Ritesh: By the way, why do you need her saliva here?
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib this acts as an antiseptic and hence it has to be the same person’s saliva.
Ritesh: I see. Whatever… Bhabie you have a wonderful gaand! If I were your husband naaa, I would never allow you to wear anything on this beautiful gaand. I swear! What a shape! Ahaaa…..
Ritesh now started feeling every part of Bhabie’s very fleshy but tight buttocks and was pressing and examining her ass cheeks to check their elasticity!
Ritesh: Oh! That motherchod is so very lucky!
Sunita Bhabie: Who?
Ritesh: Your husband, who else? If your gaand is so tight at this age, what was it like when you were 20 Bhabie?
Bhabie had already started passing rowdy grunts, but the rickshaw-puller intervened at this point.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib if you allow me…
He pulled out the crab out of his handkerchief and that little red thing sprung out on the floor. In a very skilled way, he caught that and held by its claws in his hand!
Ritesh: Be careful!
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, I am now letting it go on your body. Please don’t move your gaand please.
I saw the rickshaw-puller gently putting the crab on Bhabie’s naked ass. It looked incredibly beautiful observing that little creature on Bhabie’s naked butter-colored buttocks. The crab definitely was surprised initially to be on a woman’s ass cheek, but then started crawling slowly. Bhabie’s pumpkin ass was definitely very smooth and round, but it was not porous like the sand. The crab most likely was expecting that. After going a few strides here and there, it noticed the deep crevice, which was actually Bhabie’s ass crack. It hastened towards her crack and Bhabie was producing all sorts of sounds feeling the movement of the little crab on her gaand. The next moment Bhabie let out a very loud shriek as the crab inserted its claws inside her ass crevice. What a sight it was!
Ritesh: Oye! Oye! Don’t go there. Arre…. Don’t go there mere baap!
Did the crab hear Ritesh’s advice? God knows; but it did not stay long in Bhabie’s ass crack and came out on her broad ass cheek again.
Ritesh: Probably it did not like the smell there… ha ha ha…
Sunita Bhabie: Eeeeeeiiiiiiiiiii……….. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… Oiiiiiiiiiii….
Bhabie was ejecting all sorts of weird sounds in excitement and anxiety. The rickshaw-puller now snubbed the crab with his finger and it immediately dug its claws into Bhabie’s gaand and drops of blood came out of her left ass cheek. The drops of blood looked like two bindis on her wide left ass cheek. The crab had its claws prodded in her ass flesh and Bhabie’s body jerked and moved in pain. It seemed the crab must have liked Bhabie’s flesh and the sting was indeed a long one. The crab again roamed on the round naked surface of Bhabie’s huge gaand and this time it crawled slowly downwards diagonally. It seemed it was tracing the panty line on Bhabie’s buttocks! The crab now quickly was onto Bhabie’s right ass cheek.
Ritesh: It must be a male crab… He is enjoying your gaand very much Bhabie! He he he…
Sunita Bhabie: You idiot! Please get that creature out of my gaand!
Rickshaw-puller: Patience Madam. Its done.
The red little thing continued to stroll around the circumference of her right ass cheek and was again coming back to the crack. This time the rickshaw-puller craftily picked it up and threw it out of the window.
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, now you are safe!
Ritesh: Great! Lets celebrate!
Saying that he started patting Bhabie’s naked ass and in fact slapped her on her bouncy flesh a couple of times!
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh! What’s this… stop!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, wait. Let me check once.
Saying that he took his face very close to Bhabie’s bare buttocks and started licking the cut mark on her left ass cheek. Of course, he kept his right hand for support on her right ass cheek and was feeling the tightness of Bhabie’s gaand on his palm. This simultaneous working of licking with his tongue and pressing with his hand went on for at least a minute or two which actually made Bhabie to writhe in excitement. I could see her legs getting separated automatically as she lay on the floor.
Rickshaw-puller: Hooray Madam! You are safe now. The crab has taken back its venom!
Ritesh: Wow Bhabie! Do you hear that? Get up! Get up!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, but I need to dress the wounds. The pain would still be there.
Ritesh: Abe… you do that a little later!
Rickshaw-puller: But Sahib…
Ritesh pulled up Bhabie from her lying position and as she faced him he directly put his right hand into her naked hairy choot and started caressing the area and locked his lips in Bhabie’s soft lips so that she could not protest to the act. Bhabie also forgetting about the presence of another man held his hanging lund and started stroking it. It seemed to me as if they were on bed! The rickshaw-puller was looking at the shameless open acts of his Sahib and Madam.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib… Sahib… Madam’s cut marks are open and the floor is dirty also…. There is a chance of an infection Sahib…
Ritesh: Hang your infection…
Ritesh was now fingering Bhabie’s cunt with his right hand and she was virtually dancing in exhilaration and thrill. She was gyrating her hips very lewdly to accommodate his finger in her cunt. The scene looked so very obscene!
Sunita Bhabie: Eiiii…. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh….. Ritesh… stop rrrrrreeeeeeeee!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib…
Ritesh: Oho! Bhabie just wait till this rascal gets his work done. Okay?
Sunita Bhabie: Aaiiiiiiiii…. Maaaaaaaaa….
Ritesh: Oh! Bhabie… What a choot you have! So deep, so spacious! But why is it so dry? But then who can guess that you have such a ‘jhakas’ choot under your sari?
Sunita Bhabie: Dhat! You naughty!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, I will use these leaves for the dressing.
When we were entering this temple, that man did collect some leaves of some shrubs and had kept it within his lungi.
Ritesh: Hey you! This is not fair man!
Rickshaw-puller: What Sahib?
Ritesh: See I am fully naked. Look at your Madam! How dare you wear that lungi? Open it… open it.
O My God! What’s he up to I wondered, but surely something very steamy.
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh! What’s this? Have you gone out of your head?
Ritesh: Why Bhabie? If you can show your choot to us, why will he not show up his lund? Are you not interested Bhabie?
The rickshaw-puller apparently looked puzzled.
Sunita Bhabie: What? Shut up! You have gone mad!
Ritesh: Abbe! What are you waiting for? Open your lungi or else I will just snatch it!
Rickshaw-puller: O… okay Sahib! I am ta… taking it off.
The man dropped his lungi off his waist and he was wearing a very scanty underwear and one can easily make out that he had an enormous dick inside that - it looked so thick and full!
Ritesh: Sala harami! Who will open that chaddi?
The man now dragged his underwear also and became fully naked and stood in front of them.
Ritesh: Wow! What a lund you have man! Bhabie, just see - surely this is Andhra Special!
I also swallowed a breath standing in the hideout. I had never seen such a stout penis in my life! The man might be a rickshaw-puller by profession and average built in appearance, but his lund seemed to be well nourished!
Rickshaw-puller: He he….
I noticed Bhabie’s eyes almost popped out of her sockets. She must be amply horny by now the way Ritesh had caressed her (from the sea right down here in this temple) and also the way this man had sucked and licked her gaand just moments ago and hence expectedly she looked at his stout erect dick without a wink of her eyelids!
Sunita Bhabie: Re… R-e-a-l-l-y! Monster size!
It was so very odd for me to look on with these two elderly males standing fully naked with their pubic bushes and erect cocks so much evident to my eyes! Automatically my hand went to my breasts and I started squeezing them softly as I myself was also pretty excited at this sight. I also adjusted my panty slightly to rub my choot in a better way to feel comfortable.
Ritesh: My friend, all women would die for you if you piston them with this! Am I wrong Bhabie?
Sunita Bhabie: Absolutely not! Your wife is so lucky!
Rickshaw-puller: He he…
Ritesh: Bhabie, then why would be left behind? We three should have the same attire when we are in the same boat!
Sunita Bhabie: Meaning?
Ritesh: What’s the use of wearing that bra? If we have seen your choot, show us your doodh also darling!
Sunita Bhabie: Umm… What a desire!
Ritesh: Come on Bhabie! P-l-e-a-s-e!
Sunita Bhabie: O… Okay, I also feel like doing that…. but close your eyes…
Ritesh: Okay Bhabie, I am closing my eyes and holding my rod. You open your bra. Hey you! Close your eyes and hold your monster!
Sunita Bhabie: He he… you are simply a rogue!
Bhabie was peaking to the height of shamelessness. She took her hands back and opened the hook of her brassiere and casually removed the straps off her shoulder and pulled out the cups off her two mammaries.
Ritesh: Done?
Ritesh: See… it’s sopping wet, you will catch a cold my dear. Be a good girl!
In trying to gauge how much wet her blouse was, Ritesh was actually playfully caressing her big round tits directly. When he saw Bhabie was reluctant to take off her blouse, he openly grabbed her both boobs with his tow hands and started squeezing them while Bhabie remained lied on the floor. I could well understand that Bhabie was in a hopeless position and within minutes Ritesh was able to persuade her and stripped her off her blouse in front of that rickshaw-puller. Bhabie now lay in her wet white brassiere and petticoat, the latter had already climbed up alarmingly over her plump thighs.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib shall I proceed?
I wondered what the plan was and anxiously remained glued to this very erotic setting.
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, as I said, I shall take saliva from your mouth and spread it there…
I was shocked to notice the man indicating to Bhabie’s gaand!
Rickshaw-puller: …and then use the crab to extract the venom from your body. Don’t worry Madam, have faith on me. Actually this is a belief that goes with us. If the poison spreads into one’s body from a crab bite, the crab is allowed to bite that person once again and we believe when the crab tastes the same blood, it in fact sucks the poison back.
Ritesh: Hmm… seems logical!
Sunita Bhabie: But… I am really uncomfortable with that part…
Ritesh: Oho Bhabie, we just had a talk on this. You only told that you don’t want to reveal this incident to Uncle and that’s why I suggested you just tell you cut your toe on a shell on the shore…
Sunita Bhabie: No, no, that’s all right, but…
Ritesh: But what? You want to hide the second bite from Uncle and surely if its on your hand, leg, or abdomen, Uncle might easily spot it! I thought his suggestion was brilliant! If the cut is made on your gaand, it would be the safest bet. That part always remains covered with your sari, salwar-kamiz, or nighty - whatever you wear.
Sunita Bhabie: I agree, but still Ritesh…
Ritesh: Arre! Again but! Then as a precaution just make sure that for the next few days you always wear a panty below your sari so that Uncle can’t see the cut mark.
Sunita Bhabie: Uff! Will you teach me on that? I agree on that, but… can you not take my saliva?
Ritesh: Hmm. Hey you? What do you say?
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, if Madam feels she is comfortable giving her saliva to you, certainly you can pick it up.
Ritesh: Bah! Fine. Are you satisfied now? Uff! Bhabie… The way you are behaving naa….
Saying that he openly pinched Bhabie’s juicy boob from above her brassiere in front of the rickshaw-puller. Bhabie seemed to be quite immune to this sort of shamelessness by now!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, you fill your fingers with Madam’s saliva and then rub it on her gaand. Madam, you need to take off your pe… I mean your petticoat.
Sunita Bhabie: Huh!
Bhabie looked elsewhere and Ritesh readily crawled forward to do that noble task. I could see his naked black ass directly pointing towards me from where I was peeping. I could even see his ass crack hairs as he crawled! He pulled down Bhabie’s petticoat as she lifted her big gaand slightly. It seemed to me as if Bhabie was his personal property! Her lower half was again completely bare, but by this time she probably was used to it.
Sunita Bhabie: I can’t take this. O God! What am I doing! Sssssssss…
She closed her eyes and seemed to have given up! Ritesh inserted two fingers of his right hand into Bhabie’s mouth and she started lapping and sucking them.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, three fingers…
Ritesh inserted another finger and Bhabie was having a tough time accommodating all in her mouth. The way it looked instantly made me recall as if Rajesh had inserted his cock in my mouth. She gasped for breath as she continued to lick and suck the fingers. This went on for some moments.
Rickshaw-puller: Done. Now Madam you turn back.
Ritesh took out his fingers from Bhabie’s mouth and they were glistening with her saliva. She turned back and rested on her stomach. Ritesh then rubbed and massaged his fingers over Bhabie’s smooth round buttocks. She looked simply awesome in that posture with her stripped pumpkin ass facing the ceiling!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, put inside her crack also.
My goodness! Ritesh like an obedient boy inserted his fingers in Bhabie’s deep ass crack and of course there were loud barefaced moans from Bhabie indicating that she was getting thoroughly excited. I could see a spring in Ritesh’s lund – natural - and it was now dead erect.
Ritesh: By the way, why do you need her saliva here?
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib this acts as an antiseptic and hence it has to be the same person’s saliva.
Ritesh: I see. Whatever… Bhabie you have a wonderful gaand! If I were your husband naaa, I would never allow you to wear anything on this beautiful gaand. I swear! What a shape! Ahaaa…..
Ritesh now started feeling every part of Bhabie’s very fleshy but tight buttocks and was pressing and examining her ass cheeks to check their elasticity!
Ritesh: Oh! That motherchod is so very lucky!
Sunita Bhabie: Who?
Ritesh: Your husband, who else? If your gaand is so tight at this age, what was it like when you were 20 Bhabie?
Bhabie had already started passing rowdy grunts, but the rickshaw-puller intervened at this point.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib if you allow me…
He pulled out the crab out of his handkerchief and that little red thing sprung out on the floor. In a very skilled way, he caught that and held by its claws in his hand!
Ritesh: Be careful!
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, I am now letting it go on your body. Please don’t move your gaand please.
I saw the rickshaw-puller gently putting the crab on Bhabie’s naked ass. It looked incredibly beautiful observing that little creature on Bhabie’s naked butter-colored buttocks. The crab definitely was surprised initially to be on a woman’s ass cheek, but then started crawling slowly. Bhabie’s pumpkin ass was definitely very smooth and round, but it was not porous like the sand. The crab most likely was expecting that. After going a few strides here and there, it noticed the deep crevice, which was actually Bhabie’s ass crack. It hastened towards her crack and Bhabie was producing all sorts of sounds feeling the movement of the little crab on her gaand. The next moment Bhabie let out a very loud shriek as the crab inserted its claws inside her ass crevice. What a sight it was!
Ritesh: Oye! Oye! Don’t go there. Arre…. Don’t go there mere baap!
Did the crab hear Ritesh’s advice? God knows; but it did not stay long in Bhabie’s ass crack and came out on her broad ass cheek again.
Ritesh: Probably it did not like the smell there… ha ha ha…
Sunita Bhabie: Eeeeeeiiiiiiiiiii……….. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… Oiiiiiiiiiii….
Bhabie was ejecting all sorts of weird sounds in excitement and anxiety. The rickshaw-puller now snubbed the crab with his finger and it immediately dug its claws into Bhabie’s gaand and drops of blood came out of her left ass cheek. The drops of blood looked like two bindis on her wide left ass cheek. The crab had its claws prodded in her ass flesh and Bhabie’s body jerked and moved in pain. It seemed the crab must have liked Bhabie’s flesh and the sting was indeed a long one. The crab again roamed on the round naked surface of Bhabie’s huge gaand and this time it crawled slowly downwards diagonally. It seemed it was tracing the panty line on Bhabie’s buttocks! The crab now quickly was onto Bhabie’s right ass cheek.
Ritesh: It must be a male crab… He is enjoying your gaand very much Bhabie! He he he…
Sunita Bhabie: You idiot! Please get that creature out of my gaand!
Rickshaw-puller: Patience Madam. Its done.
The red little thing continued to stroll around the circumference of her right ass cheek and was again coming back to the crack. This time the rickshaw-puller craftily picked it up and threw it out of the window.
Rickshaw-puller: Madam, now you are safe!
Ritesh: Great! Lets celebrate!
Saying that he started patting Bhabie’s naked ass and in fact slapped her on her bouncy flesh a couple of times!
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh! What’s this… stop!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, wait. Let me check once.
Saying that he took his face very close to Bhabie’s bare buttocks and started licking the cut mark on her left ass cheek. Of course, he kept his right hand for support on her right ass cheek and was feeling the tightness of Bhabie’s gaand on his palm. This simultaneous working of licking with his tongue and pressing with his hand went on for at least a minute or two which actually made Bhabie to writhe in excitement. I could see her legs getting separated automatically as she lay on the floor.
Rickshaw-puller: Hooray Madam! You are safe now. The crab has taken back its venom!
Ritesh: Wow Bhabie! Do you hear that? Get up! Get up!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, but I need to dress the wounds. The pain would still be there.
Ritesh: Abe… you do that a little later!
Rickshaw-puller: But Sahib…
Ritesh pulled up Bhabie from her lying position and as she faced him he directly put his right hand into her naked hairy choot and started caressing the area and locked his lips in Bhabie’s soft lips so that she could not protest to the act. Bhabie also forgetting about the presence of another man held his hanging lund and started stroking it. It seemed to me as if they were on bed! The rickshaw-puller was looking at the shameless open acts of his Sahib and Madam.
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib… Sahib… Madam’s cut marks are open and the floor is dirty also…. There is a chance of an infection Sahib…
Ritesh: Hang your infection…
Ritesh was now fingering Bhabie’s cunt with his right hand and she was virtually dancing in exhilaration and thrill. She was gyrating her hips very lewdly to accommodate his finger in her cunt. The scene looked so very obscene!
Sunita Bhabie: Eiiii…. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh….. Ritesh… stop rrrrrreeeeeeeee!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib…
Ritesh: Oho! Bhabie just wait till this rascal gets his work done. Okay?
Sunita Bhabie: Aaiiiiiiiii…. Maaaaaaaaa….
Ritesh: Oh! Bhabie… What a choot you have! So deep, so spacious! But why is it so dry? But then who can guess that you have such a ‘jhakas’ choot under your sari?
Sunita Bhabie: Dhat! You naughty!
Rickshaw-puller: Sahib, I will use these leaves for the dressing.
When we were entering this temple, that man did collect some leaves of some shrubs and had kept it within his lungi.
Ritesh: Hey you! This is not fair man!
Rickshaw-puller: What Sahib?
Ritesh: See I am fully naked. Look at your Madam! How dare you wear that lungi? Open it… open it.
O My God! What’s he up to I wondered, but surely something very steamy.
Sunita Bhabie: Ritesh! What’s this? Have you gone out of your head?
Ritesh: Why Bhabie? If you can show your choot to us, why will he not show up his lund? Are you not interested Bhabie?
The rickshaw-puller apparently looked puzzled.
Sunita Bhabie: What? Shut up! You have gone mad!
Ritesh: Abbe! What are you waiting for? Open your lungi or else I will just snatch it!
Rickshaw-puller: O… okay Sahib! I am ta… taking it off.
The man dropped his lungi off his waist and he was wearing a very scanty underwear and one can easily make out that he had an enormous dick inside that - it looked so thick and full!
Ritesh: Sala harami! Who will open that chaddi?
The man now dragged his underwear also and became fully naked and stood in front of them.
Ritesh: Wow! What a lund you have man! Bhabie, just see - surely this is Andhra Special!
I also swallowed a breath standing in the hideout. I had never seen such a stout penis in my life! The man might be a rickshaw-puller by profession and average built in appearance, but his lund seemed to be well nourished!
Rickshaw-puller: He he….
I noticed Bhabie’s eyes almost popped out of her sockets. She must be amply horny by now the way Ritesh had caressed her (from the sea right down here in this temple) and also the way this man had sucked and licked her gaand just moments ago and hence expectedly she looked at his stout erect dick without a wink of her eyelids!
Sunita Bhabie: Re… R-e-a-l-l-y! Monster size!
It was so very odd for me to look on with these two elderly males standing fully naked with their pubic bushes and erect cocks so much evident to my eyes! Automatically my hand went to my breasts and I started squeezing them softly as I myself was also pretty excited at this sight. I also adjusted my panty slightly to rub my choot in a better way to feel comfortable.
Ritesh: My friend, all women would die for you if you piston them with this! Am I wrong Bhabie?
Sunita Bhabie: Absolutely not! Your wife is so lucky!
Rickshaw-puller: He he…
Ritesh: Bhabie, then why would be left behind? We three should have the same attire when we are in the same boat!
Sunita Bhabie: Meaning?
Ritesh: What’s the use of wearing that bra? If we have seen your choot, show us your doodh also darling!
Sunita Bhabie: Umm… What a desire!
Ritesh: Come on Bhabie! P-l-e-a-s-e!
Sunita Bhabie: O… Okay, I also feel like doing that…. but close your eyes…
Ritesh: Okay Bhabie, I am closing my eyes and holding my rod. You open your bra. Hey you! Close your eyes and hold your monster!
Sunita Bhabie: He he… you are simply a rogue!
Bhabie was peaking to the height of shamelessness. She took her hands back and opened the hook of her brassiere and casually removed the straps off her shoulder and pulled out the cups off her two mammaries.
Ritesh: Done?
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