09-03-2019, 12:01 PM
And he did. He threw his head back and arched his back embedding his cock fully into Sunita. His cock spewed forth and filled her pussy and it dripped to the floor below them. He jerked and spasmed as his cock was milked by the ravaging fucking Sunita was giving his cock. He thrust harder and harder, hoping to get as much sensations and release as he felt his cock now rapidly shrinking.
Sunita slowed down and looked at their coupling from under her body. She saw her breasts hanging like fruit and beyond that, the slow and jerky thrusts of Shyam as his cock twitched and gave up all that it was holding back. And her hair wet with his and her mixed juices slowly dripping to the floor......
She jerked her ass back once or twice and then slid down to the floor. Shyam lay next to her clinging to her. Sunita put her arms around Shyam and held him close as he lay with his head on her breast. Both of them heard the gentle snore of Karan.
They talked in whispers. They had wanted each other all evening and she needed to satisfy her husband but wanted her own satisfaction from Shyam. He had lusted her and was not willing to leave her to Karan. Neither of them had expected the turn of events. Sunita was stunned about her own willingness to pleasure both of them simultaneously. And Shyam was perplexed over the way in which Karan may have realized the truth about the relationship Shyam had with Sunita.
They talked of all this as they held each other and lay there on the floor of the bar room. They drifted asleep and awoke after a while. Sunita nudged him to move to the guest bedroom. She wrapped herself in her saree, the soft garment beautifully molding her sexy body. Damp in places from the attentions of her two men. She gathered her blouse and Karan's shorts. She sat on the floor next to him and woke him. Karan was groggy and exhausted, but Sunita managed to support him as she led her husband to the sanctuary of their bedroom. Shyam quietly turned to his room as the door shut behind the caring wife who was busy tending to her husband.
Sunita slowed down and looked at their coupling from under her body. She saw her breasts hanging like fruit and beyond that, the slow and jerky thrusts of Shyam as his cock twitched and gave up all that it was holding back. And her hair wet with his and her mixed juices slowly dripping to the floor......
She jerked her ass back once or twice and then slid down to the floor. Shyam lay next to her clinging to her. Sunita put her arms around Shyam and held him close as he lay with his head on her breast. Both of them heard the gentle snore of Karan.
They talked in whispers. They had wanted each other all evening and she needed to satisfy her husband but wanted her own satisfaction from Shyam. He had lusted her and was not willing to leave her to Karan. Neither of them had expected the turn of events. Sunita was stunned about her own willingness to pleasure both of them simultaneously. And Shyam was perplexed over the way in which Karan may have realized the truth about the relationship Shyam had with Sunita.
They talked of all this as they held each other and lay there on the floor of the bar room. They drifted asleep and awoke after a while. Sunita nudged him to move to the guest bedroom. She wrapped herself in her saree, the soft garment beautifully molding her sexy body. Damp in places from the attentions of her two men. She gathered her blouse and Karan's shorts. She sat on the floor next to him and woke him. Karan was groggy and exhausted, but Sunita managed to support him as she led her husband to the sanctuary of their bedroom. Shyam quietly turned to his room as the door shut behind the caring wife who was busy tending to her husband.
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