01-03-2021, 11:40 AM
"Idhar a, rand sali," he hissed softly. "jo bola nahi karegi to ma chod dalunga harami kuthi.". Those were like the most wonderful words heard for her after a long time.
Sujatha stifled a scream just to surprise him giving him words that made him angry telling him will the husband and cops. A long, muscular arm shot out and grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. Sujatha cried out.
For a few seconds, Momin toyed with her breasts, running his hands tenderly around her aureoles and nipples, through her cleavage. Sujatha grew hot with lust and her nipples throbbed in excitement. Momin removed two hooks of her blouse and he had easy access of removing her left breast out of her bra cup.
He licked her breast with and nipples with his tongue grinding her against the wall. He was playing very vigorously. The hard movements were really making Sujatha out of control.
Momin moved closer and she gasped softly as she felt his tongue and lips at her ear, his hands sliding down on her belly. He paused and then moved his hands towards the left side where she had tied the knot of her petticoat. He found the string of the petticoat with a snap untied her knot of the petticoat and pushed it down and her sari and petticoat rustled to her feet.
She was completely naked just in her panties and on top her blouse buttons were open and breast left one out of her bra cup. Sujatha froze as she felt his rough rigid fingers at her cunt-lips.
He cupped her breasts in both hands and swirled his tongue through her earlobe, pressing his crotch to hers. Sujatha felt a wave of relief crash over her. Instinctively, she wound her arms around his neck.
He grunted telling “Wah Akka tu ada nangi mast lagti hai. Tera tight gora jism, yeh tana hua sina gori taange. Tu mast maal hai Akka. Kasam se tera yeh mast jism dekhke koi bhi mard tujhe apnana chahega.” and all that stuff and Sujatha opened her eyes and looked at him.
He was devilishly sexy and Momin’s hand slid down her belly to her crotch. His fingers slid inside her panties to her wet cunt and when he removed his finger it came away wet. He moved them to her face and she kissed and licked them sensuously, tasting her cunt-juice.
Momin made her lie on the make shift bed he had made and sat near her legs he started rubbing his cock on her cunt lips and looking at her, "Behanchod randi dekh tujhe kaise chodta hoon tu aaj mera lund lekhe zindagi bhar usse yaad karti rahegi aur zindagi bhar mere lund se chudwati rohogi."
Momin’s nostrils flared in undisguised desire as his fingers coursed greedily over the smooth silky softness of her naked thighs. He pinched the globe of one of her ass-cheeks, grinning lewdly as she groaned. There was nothing between his hand and the roughness of his blunt fingertips, bunched tightly up in the crevice of her buttocks, and he could see silky tufts of her soft pubic hair.
The rounded globules of her soft young firm buttocks stood out brashly, exposed to his lust-crazed eyes and quivering convulsively as he moved his eager hand upward to run it lewdly over the curve of her right hip
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Sujatha stifled a scream just to surprise him giving him words that made him angry telling him will the husband and cops. A long, muscular arm shot out and grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. Sujatha cried out.
For a few seconds, Momin toyed with her breasts, running his hands tenderly around her aureoles and nipples, through her cleavage. Sujatha grew hot with lust and her nipples throbbed in excitement. Momin removed two hooks of her blouse and he had easy access of removing her left breast out of her bra cup.
He licked her breast with and nipples with his tongue grinding her against the wall. He was playing very vigorously. The hard movements were really making Sujatha out of control.
Momin moved closer and she gasped softly as she felt his tongue and lips at her ear, his hands sliding down on her belly. He paused and then moved his hands towards the left side where she had tied the knot of her petticoat. He found the string of the petticoat with a snap untied her knot of the petticoat and pushed it down and her sari and petticoat rustled to her feet.
She was completely naked just in her panties and on top her blouse buttons were open and breast left one out of her bra cup. Sujatha froze as she felt his rough rigid fingers at her cunt-lips.
He cupped her breasts in both hands and swirled his tongue through her earlobe, pressing his crotch to hers. Sujatha felt a wave of relief crash over her. Instinctively, she wound her arms around his neck.
He grunted telling “Wah Akka tu ada nangi mast lagti hai. Tera tight gora jism, yeh tana hua sina gori taange. Tu mast maal hai Akka. Kasam se tera yeh mast jism dekhke koi bhi mard tujhe apnana chahega.” and all that stuff and Sujatha opened her eyes and looked at him.
He was devilishly sexy and Momin’s hand slid down her belly to her crotch. His fingers slid inside her panties to her wet cunt and when he removed his finger it came away wet. He moved them to her face and she kissed and licked them sensuously, tasting her cunt-juice.
Momin made her lie on the make shift bed he had made and sat near her legs he started rubbing his cock on her cunt lips and looking at her, "Behanchod randi dekh tujhe kaise chodta hoon tu aaj mera lund lekhe zindagi bhar usse yaad karti rahegi aur zindagi bhar mere lund se chudwati rohogi."
Momin’s nostrils flared in undisguised desire as his fingers coursed greedily over the smooth silky softness of her naked thighs. He pinched the globe of one of her ass-cheeks, grinning lewdly as she groaned. There was nothing between his hand and the roughness of his blunt fingertips, bunched tightly up in the crevice of her buttocks, and he could see silky tufts of her soft pubic hair.
The rounded globules of her soft young firm buttocks stood out brashly, exposed to his lust-crazed eyes and quivering convulsively as he moved his eager hand upward to run it lewdly over the curve of her right hip
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