Romance The Pathan Mercenary

[Ananya Nanda]

She started fucking him in the cowgirl position. She had always been a submissive girl but found a new found pleasure in being dominant. She put her hands on Sher Khan's chest & started thrusting herself on his prick with intense pleasure. Her loins started to burn with ecstasy as the smell of their bodies radiated the entire room.

She discovered new sensations & moaned.

"Oh lord! Yeah just like that. I'm in heaven! Aah. Defile my cunt you filthy foreigner!" cried Pushpavati as she continued riding on Sher Khan enthusiastically.

The Pathan was mightily pleased. He knew that the infidel women of Hindustan were maestros of sensuality. While in Lahore, he had a wonderful experience with a ***** female of his commander's harem. He learned various exotic sex positions from her. They were born to please it seemed. Pushpavati confirmed this notion.

He was also enjoying. He moaned, "Aah. Yeah my princess! Ride this Pathan. I bet you haven't been worshipped like this before. Harder princess, harder."

Pushpavati encouraged by these words started riding him very fast. She was having an intense orgasm, for the first time in her life.

"Aah, I'm gonna come Pathan! Oh Ma," cried Pushpavati in ecstasy.

Suddenly Sher Khan put her down on his bed & ordered her to get on all fours. Pushpavati obliged. Sher Khan then kneeled behind her with his upper body straight & entered her cunt.

This was a new thing for Pushpavati. She said, "You are a master lover Pathan. Please me. Drench my pussy with your seed!"

"I'll take you to paradise ! Get some!" he barked as he started thrusting her pussy rapidly.

Pangs of other-worldly passion stung Pushpavati.