Adultery A Thakur and His Bahu by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Then he leaned forward, making her lean back, her shoulder blades firmly in his large hands. Binita leaned back allowing her body and breasts to open out to him. Now the cunt swiveled on the cock and pulled the cock down from its natural upward pointing angle. His cockhead now touched the upper reaches of her cunt as the angle changed.

New areas were stroked and Binita gasped in her pleasure. Cupping her ass in his large powerful hands, Thakur now thrust his cock into her. Each thrust caused the stool on which he was seated to move, making a grating noise against the floor. The breasts jiggled and Thakur leaned forward to feast on them, now nibbling, now sucking.

Binita raised her legs fully and locked them around his back fully impaled on this rampaging beast. She was now leaning backward and rested her hands on the floor on either side of Thakur's outstretched legs.

Thakur's hand came down to her lower stomach and stroke her flesh. She was damp there, just from the heat, the sweatiness and the humidity generated from the passion. Then he searched other the skirt for the point where his cock was plunging in and out. His thumb found her clit and the ball of his thumb rotated the clit mercilessly.

Binita sobbed as orgasm after orgasm ripped out of her pussy. She laughed and smiled through tears at Thakur as the powerful if illegitimate lust ran its course. But of course, she wanted to hold him to herself, and cling to those powerful arms and shoulders to feel belonged and totally dominated by him.

He leaned forward to kiss her stomach. The clothes on her were a nuisance but there was nothing to be done about it. They were in too much of a public place. He also was beginning to think about the consequences of being discovered in this situation with his daughter-in-law.

But the biggest driver for his change in tempo was none of these. It was that the pleasure from the grinding, from the unusual angles of bodies and the cock and cunt, the pleasure from the female taking her pleasure were no longer enough for him. It was urgent for him to dominate and pound her pussy and to flood and fill her with a vigor she seemed to instinctively demand from him.

And so he leaned forward further, shifting the weight of his body on the stool firm reclining mode to being prone forward. He was now leaning over her, ready to assume the traditional man-fucks-woman position. As he did so the stool slipped and there was a huge clanging of vessels as pots were tossed aside and buckets hit.

In the chaos, he slipped out of her causing the sexual shock of a sudden vacantness in her. He too gasped as his cock slid along her bare skin and he missed the hot caress of her pulsating flesh.

Urgently and quickly her hand reached between them and she grabbed his convulsing cock and guided it back to her waiting, bubbling snatch.

He sank in, now completely leaning over her. He looked in her eyes, bright, happy and radiant with lust. He kissed her open mouthed and wet and their tongues dueled with one another. Thakur Hari Singh drove in deep and strong, with powerful strokes of his hips. He held Binita's hips in his hands as he pounded into her. Binita shook and shuddered as the entire depth of her sheath felt the rush of his hot penis and every bit of every stroke as he entered and left her with a definite rhythm.

She felt one more of the several orgasms well up within her and her nails dug into his shoulders as she clung on for the waves of pleasure that were due to ride her.

Her hips undulated; milking him and fucking him back as best as she could, even though she felt she was no match for the vigor with which he was pounding her. She felt water soak the back of her dress, the bulk of the skirts even as they were bunched up under her. Yet, she was not one to leave the fucking to him and she fucked back with all the strength she could muster.