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Her last lust-filled appeal drove Ramesh helplessly wild, galvanized him into action. Sarika watched, fascinated as the boy took off his shirt. He was more muscular than she'd thought. His chest and abdomen looked like they'd been carved out of stone. He pushed down the briefs and his cock sprung up and out. His prick looked like a big veiny billy-club. And it throbbed; Sarika couldn't take her eyes off his cock. Her husband's cock was nowhere near this big, this powerful looking. The boy's lunD almost frightened her. Sarika got up and staggered in her high-heeled sandals to the bed, nearly falling over and Ramesh instinctively grabbed her waist to steady her. She smiled at him, and then put her hands on his bare chest. Ramesh gulped as her hands started to stroke over his chest and worked their way downwards. In the space of a moment Ramesh forgot who this naked person was and just gave in to the rising lust within him. Relaxing he savored the feel of his memsaab's warm skin against his, the hardness of her nipples digging into his chest which contrasted with the softness of her tits as they flattened against him. Sarika's free hand seemed to be everywhere, on his chest, his back, his buttocks, everywhere and all the while her other hand was pumping away on his lunD. Beyond thinking he let his hands return her caress, moving them all over her body, stroking her warm skin as he worked them downwards. "Oooh Ramesh, mere nipple mu.nha mein le kar choos," Sarika gasped and groaned at the same time. Ramesh was on his way and really chomped down on Sarika's left nipple.

Sarika was too drunk and horny to keep standing...she dropped to the carpeted floor, her hands pulling Ramesh down with her. He landed on his knees before her wide-spread legs. Reaching up she began to pull at him, her hands demanding as she tugged him over her and then reached between them to grab his lunD and placed it at her choot. "chod mujhe, chod mujhe, chod mujhe." Sarika was chanting over and over. Ramesh's cock was bobbing around like it was possessed. He pressed his hard-on into her groin-effecting a dry-fuck and simultaneously fondling her breasts. His hand curled further down and parted the soft fleshy lips of her vagina. Then, Sarika groaned heavily up into his mouth as she felt it snake teasingly up inside the tight elastic opening of her cunt. Wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbed through her, and Sarika ground up against Ramesh's hand, spreading her legs with passion as his thrusting finger slithered wetly and deeply up into her hungrily welcoming vagina. Sarika tightened her arms around him in alcohol-dazed passion as his hotly searing mouth and tongue pressed hard against her open lips. Ramesh was panting, his powerful chest heaving up and down. The boy appeared totally flustered. He moved forward, pushed his fat cock-head against her pussy-hole. He leaned into her, wiggling his loins. His prick forced her cunt-lips wide. The cock-knob slid inside, then the prick-shaft. With unbridled passion, he entered her, swift and sure of himself. It took five or six thrusts before the entire ten inches was buried inside her. Sarika could hardly believe how hard and thick and long his cock was. It filled her so rapturously full. The bulk of it was causing incredible rapture. It was as if her entire core was throbbingly cumming on his pulsating cock. Half-sobbing, her cries became wilder as he began to fuck her with the huge rod. Sarika shook all over with ecstasy and forcefully thrust herself up at him. She put her own hands over her breasts and kneaded them. At the same instant that his milky load blasted the insides of her belly, her choot erupted. At every gush of fluid hitting her cervix, Sarika shrieked with bliss. "Uhhh... uhhh.... uhhh.... uhhh..... aaaaa! ....... unnghh urggh aaiiiee ouiii mmaaaa" It was a totally uncontrolled, mind-boggling climax.

His lunD did not lose its virility when he withdrew it. Seeing that he still had a seething hard-on, Sarika hoped to detain him for another fuck. She grasped his lunD, and felt it pulsate demandingly in her hand. Sarika began to stroke it up and down. Her fingers explored his precious balls, so weighty and thick. He moved his legs further apart to give her plenty of room to play. Sarika brought it to her lips. Encircling the crown in her soft lips, she sucked it in. A moan escaped her throat as more of his manhood filled her mouth. His lunD continued to swell in her mouth. Sarika made several swallowing actions to open her throat to allow his lunD to enter, not wanting to remove any as it grew. She was too conceited thinking she could deep throat that monster! It grew, and grew; she was forced to pull back off it as her gag reflex took over. She went to work back on his cock. Sarika licked and slurped along the massive length of his black pole. Sucking gently on his balls, as her hand unable to reach all the way around his fat cock, Sarika masturbated him. Using both hands on him, Sarika swallowed his lunD once again, gagging herself with wild abandon on his manhood. She felt his cock tighten, and he grabbed her hair in his hands, driving his lunD cruelly down her throat. His hot seed gushed down her throat. Trying to swallow, Sarika pulled back some. More gobs entered her throat, several last spurts striking her face. After that, Ramesh left and Sarika lay on the bed and went off to sleep...just like that wearing only her high-heeled sandals.

Next day (Holi), Sarika woke up quite late...around 11 a.m. She never played colors on Holi. Sarika was still feeling little dizzy and had hangover of drinks and amazing sex with Ramesh. Even now, she was wearing only her high-heeled sandals. Sarika removed them too and went for bath. She felt fresh after the bath. She put on her sky-blue nightie and black sandals and told Ramesh to serve the lunch. Ramesh was behaving normal... as if nothing had happened previous night. After lunch, she told him to go to his room and take rest.