07-09-2020, 11:31 PM
(This post was last modified: 16-11-2020, 01:13 PM by AnilA1. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Update # 8
After entering the bedroom, Manoj made sure the door was not closed completely. He left it ajar. When his wife tried to close it, he stopped her. “Don’t close it. Keep open a little bit.”
“Why so?” she asked.
“You will know soon,” he smiled playfully and a little wickedly.
Then Manoj dragged his wife to the bed. “Aren’t you sleepy?” she asked.
“I am horny,” he said. Without giving chance for her to talk any further he peeled off her shorts and shirts in swift motions. In the next minute his wife was standing naked in front of him.
Sindhu was not a woman to give in to the age. She kept herself fit and fuckable. Vishwa always commented, ‘If my dick never fails to get instant hard-on seeing you naked even though I see you like that every day, what about the poor men who see you very rarely!’
What Manoj liked most in his wife was her huge ass and whenever she sat on top of him and rode his dick, he could not take his eyes off her W-shape of the ass. He would slap her ass as long as she rode him.
Now Manoj had no intention to waste time. He threw his naked wife onto the bed and jumped on her. He generally took things in a slow motion in the bed, with proper foreplay first. But this time, Sindhu observed, he did not do any foreplay and positioned himself between her legs. His dick already oozing with precum.
“So fast today,” she commented.
But he gave no fuck to her and started pumping her hole.
‘What happened to him?’ she asked herself. Also, she felt a little pain as she was not wet yet.
Oblivion to her feelings, Vishwa was pounding her. Soon Sindhu too started enjoying the fuck, thanks to her husband’s magical cock. Their room started reverberating with the sounds of his strokes - his cock ramming into her pussy.
“Slow!” she urged. “Shwetha is still in the hall. She may listen.”
“Let her listen. That’s why I kept the door open,” Manoj said.
“You dirty boy! You want to arouse other men’s wife by fucking me hard!”
“Yes, my dear wife dear.” Saying so, he gave her more noisy strokes.
With the thought that her prudish friend, Shwetha, was listening to their fuck sounds made Sindhu horny and her cunt started oozing enormous juices. As an accomplice to her husband, she too started making loud noises. “Fuck me hard, pleaase…fuck me, fuck me more Manoj.”
He understood his wife and started ramming her tight cunt more and more.
‘What was that,’ she wondered. She took the remote control and decreased the TV sound a little bit. The noise was now more clear.
Thap, thap, thap, thap, thap…
Was it coming from the master bedroom?
She was a little confused and looked towards the master bedroom. Oh my gosh…bedroom door was open!
Now she knew what that sound was. Sindhu and Manoj were having sex! It was just a few mins they went to their bedroom and they already started out! So Vishwa was not sleepy but horny!
Shwetha’s face became red with every second. Soon she started hearing Sindhu’s voice. Fuck me hard please…fuck me more…
Shwetha smiled to herself that her friend was having hell of a good time. She began enjoying the sounds emanating from the bedroom and, before she realized, there was a wet patch between her legs. Her boobs became heavy and nipples became taut.
Oh no! She could not do this sitting in the center of someone else’s living room. She tried hard to control her feelings. But she knew it was impossible to do so while hearing the noises from the room.
Should she try to close the door? Shwetha started evaluating the pros and cons of her strange thought.
‘Should I take that risky step and close the door?’
After entering the bedroom, Manoj made sure the door was not closed completely. He left it ajar. When his wife tried to close it, he stopped her. “Don’t close it. Keep open a little bit.”
“Why so?” she asked.
“You will know soon,” he smiled playfully and a little wickedly.
Then Manoj dragged his wife to the bed. “Aren’t you sleepy?” she asked.
“I am horny,” he said. Without giving chance for her to talk any further he peeled off her shorts and shirts in swift motions. In the next minute his wife was standing naked in front of him.
Sindhu was not a woman to give in to the age. She kept herself fit and fuckable. Vishwa always commented, ‘If my dick never fails to get instant hard-on seeing you naked even though I see you like that every day, what about the poor men who see you very rarely!’
What Manoj liked most in his wife was her huge ass and whenever she sat on top of him and rode his dick, he could not take his eyes off her W-shape of the ass. He would slap her ass as long as she rode him.
Now Manoj had no intention to waste time. He threw his naked wife onto the bed and jumped on her. He generally took things in a slow motion in the bed, with proper foreplay first. But this time, Sindhu observed, he did not do any foreplay and positioned himself between her legs. His dick already oozing with precum.
“So fast today,” she commented.
But he gave no fuck to her and started pumping her hole.
‘What happened to him?’ she asked herself. Also, she felt a little pain as she was not wet yet.
Oblivion to her feelings, Vishwa was pounding her. Soon Sindhu too started enjoying the fuck, thanks to her husband’s magical cock. Their room started reverberating with the sounds of his strokes - his cock ramming into her pussy.
“Slow!” she urged. “Shwetha is still in the hall. She may listen.”
“Let her listen. That’s why I kept the door open,” Manoj said.
“You dirty boy! You want to arouse other men’s wife by fucking me hard!”
“Yes, my dear wife dear.” Saying so, he gave her more noisy strokes.
With the thought that her prudish friend, Shwetha, was listening to their fuck sounds made Sindhu horny and her cunt started oozing enormous juices. As an accomplice to her husband, she too started making loud noises. “Fuck me hard, pleaase…fuck me, fuck me more Manoj.”
He understood his wife and started ramming her tight cunt more and more.
***
As she hated sleeping alone, Shwetha decided to watch the movie till the end. But soon she was disturbed. Some strange noises started dominating the TV sound.‘What was that,’ she wondered. She took the remote control and decreased the TV sound a little bit. The noise was now more clear.
Thap, thap, thap, thap, thap…
Was it coming from the master bedroom?
She was a little confused and looked towards the master bedroom. Oh my gosh…bedroom door was open!
Now she knew what that sound was. Sindhu and Manoj were having sex! It was just a few mins they went to their bedroom and they already started out! So Vishwa was not sleepy but horny!
Shwetha’s face became red with every second. Soon she started hearing Sindhu’s voice. Fuck me hard please…fuck me more…
Shwetha smiled to herself that her friend was having hell of a good time. She began enjoying the sounds emanating from the bedroom and, before she realized, there was a wet patch between her legs. Her boobs became heavy and nipples became taut.
Oh no! She could not do this sitting in the center of someone else’s living room. She tried hard to control her feelings. But she knew it was impossible to do so while hearing the noises from the room.
Should she try to close the door? Shwetha started evaluating the pros and cons of her strange thought.
‘Should I take that risky step and close the door?’
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