13-02-2019, 01:44 PM
Of course it was the director!
Mr. Mangeskar: Hello! Hello! What’s this going on? Eh?
I was so engrossed in enjoying the heat of Mr. Pyaremohan’s naked body that I did not even feel like moving my head up.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, have you gone mad or what? You are so willingly embracing him and… and that too not even on the sofa! And Pyaremohan-ji, what’s your plan? Uh?
Pyaremohan: Err… I mean… I thought… I was actually about to take her to bed… I mean to the sofa…
Mr. Mangeskar: Aree yaar! She is not your wife that you have started caressing her so tenderly and lovingly! Where’s that hard brutal approach?
Pyaremohan: (smiling shamelessly) Sorry... Actually… err…Madam’s body is so soft and charming… dil nehi kar raha hai ke shakti se pes aau!
Mr. Mangeskar: I don’t fully disagree… Anita, you really possess a very tempting figure, which I could not assess when you were clad in your sari… ab jab nangi ho gayi ho, I can realize actually… Anita tum to malai ho malai!
Both males were praising my youthful “jawani” in a very crude form and were lapping my exposed beauty with their lusty eyes. I stood there shamelessly like a fool in my birthday suit.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anyway, Pyaremohan-ji, we need to put it together properly… right?
Mr. Pyaremohan nodded in agreement.
Mr. Mangeskar: See Anita, let me explain briefly again. In a **** scene initially you had expressions of hatred and anger, which you already depicted very aptly, but as the sequence progresses and the male slowly pins you down, you also get excited, which is natural of course! There has to be a change in your look.. I mean your facial expressions… getting me?
I looked at him blankly.
Mr. Mangeskar: The hugging and caressing will be more intimate now, but you cannot just succumb to Pyaremohan-ji. The struggle will have to be there and exhibited. Am I getting myself clear?
I was still trying to cover my body and had my arms folded on my breasts though my choot was entirely exposed in front of these males. I was breathing very heavily and was bursting from inside in (s)excitement and was looking shyly at the floor as I listened to the director.
Mr. Mangeskar: Okay? So get ready for the real action now! We are into the climax shot! Pyaremohan-ji, you drag Anita to the sofa and get her laid there. Chalo… Action!
The director started rolling the camera and we were back into our last pose – Mr. Pyaremohan hugging me. This time there was a distinct change in his approach and he treated me roughly as he hugged me. He squeezed my ass cheeks brusquely and started pushing me towards the sofa. I had to hold him for balance and within a flash he did something very weird!
Mr. Pyaremohan suddenly picked me up from floor and held me tightly just below my ass on my upper thighs and stood very balanced!
Me: Eiiiii… what are you doing! AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….
Mr. Mangeskar: Great job Pyaremohan-ji! Kya baat! Just held her a bit long so that I can take some good caps.
Though initially startled, but I started enjoying this whole approach; for that matter any married woman would love to be held up in the air in his husband’s arms during lovemaking. The only difference was the man who was embracing me in his arms was not my husband! My big firm breasts were pressing almost on his face and my hairy choot was rubbing against his belly. I naturally was shrieking and was throwing my legs in the air.
I hardly had experienced this sort of a behavior from Rajesh except on a very few occasions on outstation trips during my early days of marriage. I love this approach like any other married woman, but unfortunately had not had experienced this on too many occasions. Moreover, most times it was very short-lived and my husband quickly dropped me to the floor or onto the bed directly. But here today, Mr. Pyaremohan was holding me for a significant period of time in the air and seemed pretty okay with my heavy figure! I did not look frail from any angle and had quite a weighty structure for that matter with large fleshy buttocks and well-shaped solid legs. But I noticed Mr. Pyaremohan was holding me in his lap in the air quite securely and his face did not portrayed that he was taxed at all!
Naturally I was absolutely thrilled in Mr. Pyaremohan’s arms and what he did next made me even more horny! He was holding me in such a way that my proud boob flesh was pressing deeply on his face, to be precise on his nose, cheeks, and lips and in no time I found him licking and biting my gbang-like taut nipples!
Me: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee……… Uuuuuuuuuuuuu…. Sttttopppppp! Uuuuuurrrrriiiii!
My eyes got closed in utter joyousness and my muscles were starting to lighten up in this new adventure. I was throwing my legs in the air and embraced Mr. Pyaremohan’s neck in sheer delight and bliss. It really seemed to me that though he was aged and obese, but Mr. Pyaremohan knew perfectly what to do to please a young housewife! The director also remarked very positively regarding the whole scene and encouraged us to continue for some more time and Mr. Pyaremohan was obviously very much obliged to carry me in his lap further. He was making me gasp for air as he was biting and sucking my nipples very hard as I could realize he was himself very much excited doing that exercise with a woman of my proportions. I continued to groan and grunt in the most shameless way possible responding very positively to his acts.
Mr. Pyaremohan at last proceeded towards the sofa and I was simply impressed with this man’s muscle power as he held me in the air for s-o-o-o-o-o long! It was indeed about time too and I was very adequately charged up for the final show!
I was back to my lying posture on the sofa and Mr. Pyaremohan directly rode on me and quickly stretching his naked obese body on mine pressing his erect cock directly over my choot now. My pussy was so wet by this time I was pretty sure that even if he pushes his cock gently on my slit, it would readily enter inside my lovespot! His chest closed on my free juggling breasts and his face was right over mine and he tried to lock my lips. I also started getting slowly baked in his body heat. I must admit that this time Mr. Pyaremohan had held me in a very powerful embrace and his body was tightly pressing against mine and I couldn't help noticing how well my big mammaries fitted against him! I instantly began to feel horny as my naked tits rubbed all over his massive chest. The feel of his khada lund grazing my choot area made me have a rush of sexual excitement and I immediately developed goosebump all over my body!
I could well realize that I was getting cornered to a position of no return and he had almost effectively placed himself for fucking me now.
It no longer would remain the shooting of an attempted **** and steadily turning out to be an “agreeable bang”!
Mr. Pyaremohan’s strong grip made me gasp a lot and my whole body got tensed as he slowly approached my warm lips. I opened my lips willingly and he started kissing me. The way things were progressing I indeed felt like my husband riding my fully naked body and enjoying me! Mr. Pyaremohan pushed his tongue deep into my mouth and tasted my saliva. I could feel the intended “push” of his pelvis on my crotch area.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, great going! Very good, but just offer some resistance from time to time!
Naturally this sort continuous of foreplay by a male on my body for so long had made me very weak, but could not just ignore the director’s order also. I tried to push Mr. Pyaremohan off my body, but seeing that Mr. Pyaremohan immediately was embracing me more tightly feeling my bare smooth back with both hands below my body and passionately pushed his tongue back onto mine and again started kissing me deeply. I just lost my will to resist! Honestly! I just loved what he was doing to me and I could not carry out the director’s instruction.
Pyaremohan: Sali kya figure banayi hai! So sexxxxxxxxxxxyyy! (he was struggling to push his erect cock into the right hole!)
Me: Ooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuu….. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhh!
Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut!
Mr. Pyaremohan stopped kissing me and looked up to listen to the director. Mr. Mangeskar was standing just by the sofa and watching us through his camera from a very close angle.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! What’s this? I am time and again saying this is a **** scene… this is a **** scene… Aap to isko pura love scene mei convert kar diye!
Mr. Mangeskar: Hello! Hello! What’s this going on? Eh?
I was so engrossed in enjoying the heat of Mr. Pyaremohan’s naked body that I did not even feel like moving my head up.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, have you gone mad or what? You are so willingly embracing him and… and that too not even on the sofa! And Pyaremohan-ji, what’s your plan? Uh?
Pyaremohan: Err… I mean… I thought… I was actually about to take her to bed… I mean to the sofa…
Mr. Mangeskar: Aree yaar! She is not your wife that you have started caressing her so tenderly and lovingly! Where’s that hard brutal approach?
Pyaremohan: (smiling shamelessly) Sorry... Actually… err…Madam’s body is so soft and charming… dil nehi kar raha hai ke shakti se pes aau!
Mr. Mangeskar: I don’t fully disagree… Anita, you really possess a very tempting figure, which I could not assess when you were clad in your sari… ab jab nangi ho gayi ho, I can realize actually… Anita tum to malai ho malai!
Both males were praising my youthful “jawani” in a very crude form and were lapping my exposed beauty with their lusty eyes. I stood there shamelessly like a fool in my birthday suit.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anyway, Pyaremohan-ji, we need to put it together properly… right?
Mr. Pyaremohan nodded in agreement.
Mr. Mangeskar: See Anita, let me explain briefly again. In a **** scene initially you had expressions of hatred and anger, which you already depicted very aptly, but as the sequence progresses and the male slowly pins you down, you also get excited, which is natural of course! There has to be a change in your look.. I mean your facial expressions… getting me?
I looked at him blankly.
Mr. Mangeskar: The hugging and caressing will be more intimate now, but you cannot just succumb to Pyaremohan-ji. The struggle will have to be there and exhibited. Am I getting myself clear?
I was still trying to cover my body and had my arms folded on my breasts though my choot was entirely exposed in front of these males. I was breathing very heavily and was bursting from inside in (s)excitement and was looking shyly at the floor as I listened to the director.
Mr. Mangeskar: Okay? So get ready for the real action now! We are into the climax shot! Pyaremohan-ji, you drag Anita to the sofa and get her laid there. Chalo… Action!
The director started rolling the camera and we were back into our last pose – Mr. Pyaremohan hugging me. This time there was a distinct change in his approach and he treated me roughly as he hugged me. He squeezed my ass cheeks brusquely and started pushing me towards the sofa. I had to hold him for balance and within a flash he did something very weird!
Mr. Pyaremohan suddenly picked me up from floor and held me tightly just below my ass on my upper thighs and stood very balanced!
Me: Eiiiii… what are you doing! AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….
Mr. Mangeskar: Great job Pyaremohan-ji! Kya baat! Just held her a bit long so that I can take some good caps.
Though initially startled, but I started enjoying this whole approach; for that matter any married woman would love to be held up in the air in his husband’s arms during lovemaking. The only difference was the man who was embracing me in his arms was not my husband! My big firm breasts were pressing almost on his face and my hairy choot was rubbing against his belly. I naturally was shrieking and was throwing my legs in the air.
I hardly had experienced this sort of a behavior from Rajesh except on a very few occasions on outstation trips during my early days of marriage. I love this approach like any other married woman, but unfortunately had not had experienced this on too many occasions. Moreover, most times it was very short-lived and my husband quickly dropped me to the floor or onto the bed directly. But here today, Mr. Pyaremohan was holding me for a significant period of time in the air and seemed pretty okay with my heavy figure! I did not look frail from any angle and had quite a weighty structure for that matter with large fleshy buttocks and well-shaped solid legs. But I noticed Mr. Pyaremohan was holding me in his lap in the air quite securely and his face did not portrayed that he was taxed at all!
Naturally I was absolutely thrilled in Mr. Pyaremohan’s arms and what he did next made me even more horny! He was holding me in such a way that my proud boob flesh was pressing deeply on his face, to be precise on his nose, cheeks, and lips and in no time I found him licking and biting my gbang-like taut nipples!
Me: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee……… Uuuuuuuuuuuuu…. Sttttopppppp! Uuuuuurrrrriiiii!
My eyes got closed in utter joyousness and my muscles were starting to lighten up in this new adventure. I was throwing my legs in the air and embraced Mr. Pyaremohan’s neck in sheer delight and bliss. It really seemed to me that though he was aged and obese, but Mr. Pyaremohan knew perfectly what to do to please a young housewife! The director also remarked very positively regarding the whole scene and encouraged us to continue for some more time and Mr. Pyaremohan was obviously very much obliged to carry me in his lap further. He was making me gasp for air as he was biting and sucking my nipples very hard as I could realize he was himself very much excited doing that exercise with a woman of my proportions. I continued to groan and grunt in the most shameless way possible responding very positively to his acts.
Mr. Pyaremohan at last proceeded towards the sofa and I was simply impressed with this man’s muscle power as he held me in the air for s-o-o-o-o-o long! It was indeed about time too and I was very adequately charged up for the final show!
I was back to my lying posture on the sofa and Mr. Pyaremohan directly rode on me and quickly stretching his naked obese body on mine pressing his erect cock directly over my choot now. My pussy was so wet by this time I was pretty sure that even if he pushes his cock gently on my slit, it would readily enter inside my lovespot! His chest closed on my free juggling breasts and his face was right over mine and he tried to lock my lips. I also started getting slowly baked in his body heat. I must admit that this time Mr. Pyaremohan had held me in a very powerful embrace and his body was tightly pressing against mine and I couldn't help noticing how well my big mammaries fitted against him! I instantly began to feel horny as my naked tits rubbed all over his massive chest. The feel of his khada lund grazing my choot area made me have a rush of sexual excitement and I immediately developed goosebump all over my body!
I could well realize that I was getting cornered to a position of no return and he had almost effectively placed himself for fucking me now.
It no longer would remain the shooting of an attempted **** and steadily turning out to be an “agreeable bang”!
Mr. Pyaremohan’s strong grip made me gasp a lot and my whole body got tensed as he slowly approached my warm lips. I opened my lips willingly and he started kissing me. The way things were progressing I indeed felt like my husband riding my fully naked body and enjoying me! Mr. Pyaremohan pushed his tongue deep into my mouth and tasted my saliva. I could feel the intended “push” of his pelvis on my crotch area.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, great going! Very good, but just offer some resistance from time to time!
Naturally this sort continuous of foreplay by a male on my body for so long had made me very weak, but could not just ignore the director’s order also. I tried to push Mr. Pyaremohan off my body, but seeing that Mr. Pyaremohan immediately was embracing me more tightly feeling my bare smooth back with both hands below my body and passionately pushed his tongue back onto mine and again started kissing me deeply. I just lost my will to resist! Honestly! I just loved what he was doing to me and I could not carry out the director’s instruction.
Pyaremohan: Sali kya figure banayi hai! So sexxxxxxxxxxxyyy! (he was struggling to push his erect cock into the right hole!)
Me: Ooooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuu….. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhh!
Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut!
Mr. Pyaremohan stopped kissing me and looked up to listen to the director. Mr. Mangeskar was standing just by the sofa and watching us through his camera from a very close angle.
Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! What’s this? I am time and again saying this is a **** scene… this is a **** scene… Aap to isko pura love scene mei convert kar diye!
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