Adultery A Marital Massage by joru ka ghulam

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Hardayal then told me that he will now pull up my petticoat to massage my thighs. I nodded slowly. My husband Babanrao, told Hardayal to remove his dhoti. Hardayal had a loin cloth called the Langoti, under his dhoti. My husband Babanrao, and me were almost shocked to see a very huge bulge under his langoti. Obviously his massive organ was completely erect and was straining against the langoti. I stared at his organ with fear. Hardayal started massaging my calves and then my thighs. He gave a very slow and sensous massage on my thighs and kept sliding his hand more and more upwards into my petticoat, towards my hot and hairy vagina. My petticoat kept slipping more and more upwards. My milky white thighs were getting more and more visible and Hardayal kept staring at them. Finally he pulled my petticoat completely upwards. My black panty was visible now. It was drenched with moisture. It was obvious that I was very excited and was secreting my juices through my lovely moist vagina.

Hardayal then told me that he will now massage my upper thighs and hence I should remove my panty. I kept silent as she was feeling extremely shy. My husband Babanrao, told Hardayal to remove it himself. he also told him to remove his langoti, so that my I can also see his organ and not be self concious. Hardayal pulled off my panties from her. He then slipped off his Langoti. My husband Babanrao, and me could not believe our eyes! Here was the biggest and most massive penis that I had ever seen in my life. It was Gigantic! It looked like an angry tiger! It was around Nine inches long, Four inches in diameter, Hairy, Black and had a gigantic head. It was completely erect! I almost fainted looking at his massive organ with fear. Hardayal stretched and pulled up both my thighs upwards, giving him a very close up view of my tiny, tender, hairy and moist vagina. They could smell the pungent sexy smell, which was emnating from my intimate places!

Hardayal positioned himself kneeling on the bed, so that he could put each of my thighs, eitherside on each of his shoulders. His monster penis was now only an inch away from my tiny vagina! I was completely excited. My husband Babanrao, also became extremely excited, removed all his clothes and slipped closer to us, so that he could watch clearly. Hardayal started his sensous massage on my upper thighs. I was extremely excited. Slowly he started massaging the outer lips of my vagina. I started squirming. Hardayal pulled himself closer to me. His penis now started touching my vaginal entrance. He continued his massaging of my vagina with his fingers. I was getting more and more excited by the minute. Hardayal looked at My husband Babanrao. He told him to go ahead. I realised what My husband Babanrao had asked him to do and though I was extremely excited and my vagina was pouring out my juices, yet, I looked at My husband Babanrao, helplessly from the bed. He patted my cheeks and told me that it was OK. I did not know what to do.

Hardayal stood for a moment and gazed at my body, appreciating my firm, round breasts, nearly perfect tummy and shapely legs. He reached forward and cupped my breasts, lowering his face to their softness. With expertise and gentleness, he removed my bra, allowing it to join the rest of the clothing on the floor. I don't know how long he spent kissing, nibbling, sucking and caressing my breasts, as time seemed to stand still in the room lit by early summer sunlight. My back arched and small throaty moans would occasionally make their way into the lustful air, adding fuel to the fire, which was on its way to being out of control. I remember being laid down on the bed, my head resting on satin. Hardayal's hands and fingers were rubbing my pubic area forcing me to moan louder and twitch as he rubbed my ever-swelling clit. It was obvious that he had played this day over in his mind more than once.