Misc. Erotica Farmer's Daughter (COMPLETED) By Novelist Casanova
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Smiling at the old man, and holding his jaw with my left hand and playing with his beard, “Arjun is going to make me his Business Partner,” as I began saying to my husband, “don’t tell your husband that Arjun is going to make you his life partner and is going to take you to all the Business Meeting and enjoy making love to you,” as the old man whispered into my left ear, I got so excited that I was going to travel places and attend Business Meetings with Arjun and enjoy making love to Arjun, and I started feeling more and more horny, and I began turning toward my left and turned the old man’s face toward me again and kissed the old man’s lips nicely, totally ignoring the filthy smell of his lips and filthy taste of his lips, and thank you through my eyes, and squeezing my Boobs over my Yellow Blouse, the old man blew me a flying kiss at me.



“My God, this is unbelievable, Nisha.  I can’t believe this is really happening, God is on our side,” my husband said, “true Ram, God is on our side,” as I said, “don’t tell your husband that I am on your side to make sure you and Arjun get to make love to each other everywhere you and Arjun went, and arrange a room for you both to enjoy,” as the old man whispered into my left ear, I started getting more and more excited because the old man is going to be there for me and arrange rooms for me and Arjun to enjoy, and I started feeling more and more horny, and I began turning toward my left and turned the old man’s face toward me again and kissed the old man’s lips nicely, totally ignoring the filthy smell of his lips and filthy taste of his lips, “thank you so much, Sir,” this time I whispered, and squeezing my Boobs over my Yellow Blouse, the old man told his hands down and began hugging me from behind and began feeling up my waist and navel.


“I am going to the Temple tomorrow morning itself to thank God for everything,” my husband said.  “Sure, Ram, go to the Temple tomorrow morning itself and thank God for everything,” as I said, “you should be thanking me for convincing Arjun for the entire week to make you his Business Partner, but you are going to thank God, and not me?” as the old man whispered into my left ear and made a cute sad face, I began turning toward my left and turned the old man’s face toward me again “let my husband thank the God, and I am gonna thank you forever,” as I whispered and began kissing his lips nicely, totally ignoring the filthy smell of his lips and filthy taste of his lips, the cheeky old man, whose hands were grabbing my waist and navel from behind, began pulling my Yellow Chiffon Pleats, which I had tugged to my Petticoat below my navel, making my Yellow Chiffon Saree dbangd to my lower body fall the floor, revealing my White Petticoat, making my White Petticoat loosen its grip over my waist, and all of a sudden as he began inserting his right hand inside my White Petticoat just below my navel and began inserting his right hand inside my Maroon Colour Panties and began grabbing my naked Pussy, “mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I let out a moan.
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