18-01-2022, 11:07 AM
Chapter 02: Hell of an afternoon
Half an hour had passed before Doll got back her consciousness. She found herself lying face down on the floor by the side of the closed front door of her house. She lazily rolled on to lie down on her back. Immediately all vivid memories of the morning’s vulgar actions that resulted in her scandalous condition, came swarming back to her dissolute conscience. The shameless housewife looked out for the teenage punk, who took the full liberty of freely ravaging her succulent body like never before, but couldn’t see him anywhere. The horny savage had left the house, once he adequately quenched his vile thirst.
Collaborating with her conjecture was the dirty impression of too much stickiness inside her lubricious bulk, as Doll slowly stretched out her left arm and put two fingers inside her unfaithful married pussy. She could straightaway make out that it was full of gooey love juices, some of which had already oozed out to make her inner thighs very damp. Her tender fingers invariably gave her slippery cheating cunt a few gentle stirs, spilling out more cum and making the slatternly adulteress to quietly cry out some more soft provocative moans. It didn’t take her long to figure out that once again she was left all alone in her home. However, the extravagant cognition of having performed an outrageous act with an energetic street punk aided her to remain in a cheerful mood. She could call him anytime and invited him to her place.
Doll knew for sure that the venturous electrician would loved to have his greedy hands on her voluptuous figure all over again. The wicked idea seemed to be pretty tempting. But, the fact that the horny thug deliberately left her in such a provocative state, when he could have safely stayed on and have another go at her, proved that he was actually done for the whole day. The fast moving blades of the ceiling fan above her, rendering cool air at her hot body and evidently drying her sweats, also pointed at the fact that after satisfactorily satisfying his sexual appetite, before leaving her place, the competent linesman had also successfully done the job that he was actually called for. His remuneration was certainly due. However, Doll had a strong feeling that he would not be asking for it anymore.
It was indeed disappointing for the lascivious homemaker to eventually convince herself that the juvenile electrician should no longer be given a call. Besides, since the morning, her well nourished figure was literally starving and right now, unfortunately, what she needed most was food, rather than sex. Despite her reluctance, Doll took her left arm off her cum leaking twat and sat up slowly. She immediately got a better hang of her full ragged status. Her fragile blouse got all its hooks crudely ripped off and letting her huge melons freely hang out. Her large titties felt quite sore from all the groping and mauling they received at the filthy hands of the young rogue. She was completely nude from the bottom and found her petticoat had to undergo similar kind of devilry. It got torn out through the middle making it totally useless. A large damp patch was formed by the slimy loads that trickled out of her juicy snatch around her massive butt on the floor. However, rather that feeling low and cheap, her sordid condition cheered her up, putting a big smile on her beautiful face, directing to a single most important point that the sex crazy bombshell had a real good time with an equally horny lad.
Doll stood up on her feet, still feeling a little heavy from the rigorous morning workout. She was still half drunk from all the beer she consumed in the morning and had to stagger her way towards the kitchen. She got to the refrigerator, opened it and took out an uneaten slice of chicken pepperoni pizza. She stepped towards the kitchen table, but didn’t sit on the tool. She just gently leaned onto the table to have some sort of support and quickly finished the cold slice of pizza. The food helped the voluptuous housewife to revitalize her well stacked body to a great extent. It certainly took away a big chunk of that wretched lethargy that was lingering over her lush curves ever since the morning.
The cold pizza turned her throat dry. Doll slowly walked back to the refrigerator on her tipsy feet. She again opened its door and took out a chilled bottle of beer. She opened it and gladly took three large swigs. After wetting her throat, she took slow drunken steps towards her bedroom. Once inside, her eyes fell on the wall clock. It was only quarter past twelve in the afternoon. She looked for her smartphone and found it lying on the side table beside her bed. She was still feeling hungry. One small slice of chicken pepperoni pizza could not pass as a proper lunch. She kept down the beer bottle on the side table and picked up her phone. She dialed the number of a local hotel and ordered mutton biryani. For the past months, she was regularly ordering food from the same hotel. She liked the cooking style.
After ordering the food, her eyes fell on the Whatsapp. There were three unread messages. One of them was from her maid letting her know that she had fallen sick and would not be coming to work today. Another one was from her husband mentioning that he had a very busy schedule today and would not be able to make it home before midnight. And the last one was sent by her young admirer, Bunty, who informed her that he was done for the day and cockily asked her if he could drop by tomorrow to check on his good job. Getting abundantly fucked, just a few hours ago, at the hands of her illicit lover, the promiscuous beauty was more than happy to allow the cheeky lowlife to have another go at her lustful body and send him “yes” for an answer. In fact, that candidly wicked message once more aroused her drunk degraded mind. However, Doll could see through the double meaning message and was pretty sure that her teenage compatriot was indeed telling truth that he was totally drained and would not be doing her much good if she gave him a call. For the time being, it would be more appropriate, if she simply took the matter into her own hands.
The horny homemaker put down her phone and put on the A.C. She took off her ruined blouse to become completely naked and kept it on her king-size bed, where she then lied down on her back. Her left arm involuntarily reached for her juicy mound, while her right went up her huge breasts. She put both her index and middle finger inside her itching twat and found it still very gooey. Of course, it didn’t surprise her a little. The juvenile electrician had deposited loads and loads of his potent seeds into her unfaithful married pussy in the morning. She, herself, had ejaculated so much that she lost her consciousness. With her left hand, she started fingering her wasted cunt in a gentle pace, while her right hand began to tenderly caress her enormous jugs that heaved up and down real slow. Once in a while, she was pinching her big nipples, which were by now stood up to their full length. Her drunken breathe turned heavy. Small droplets of sweats formed all over her naked bulk, as she kept on playing with herself. Time and again, soft groans escaped her unholy mouth.
While the lascivious hottie masturbated, the mercury of lust steadily ascended inside her lush body. It kept on rising high, as she wreathed all over the bed. Her immoral moans turned louder, as her voluptuous bulk got fully drenched in her own sweats making a mockery of the running air conditioner. Within a short time, the soaring libido that got built inside her hot body became too much for her to bear. And very soon, she surrendered herself to the burning passion and cummed all over her crooked pair of fingers forming a big damp patch on the bed sheet right at the middle.
After her third orgasm of the day and that too within a short span of few hours, Doll was plainly exhausted. She would have love to fall asleep, if not for the food that was due at her doorstep. She felt drained. Her bulky body had lost too much sweats. She picked up the unfinished beer bottle kept on the side table and fast emptying it, thereby, getting herself even more intoxicated. Once she finished the bottle, she dropped it on the bed itself and picked up her miserable blouse. She could no longer stay nude. A delivery boy could be knocking her door any minute now. With all of its hooks savagely uprooted, the poor blouse looked absolutely tattered. However, the sensuous beauty had a sinister thought. Rather than getting rid of her wasted blouse, she found it to be exhilarating to keep on wearing it after performing a simple patch work. A couple of safety pins would do the job perfectly. She had no time for a proper bath. Besides, the racy stickiness that she felt both in and over her juicy body was a burning proof of her debauchery, which after an extended period of dullness, duly made her feel alive and kicking. It was too good to be washed away so easily. Once the wanton adulteress got the forbidden taste of infidelity, her spoiled soul wanted more cheap thrill.
Doll lazily walked up to her wardrobe. She opened its door to bring out a fresh white petticoat and a pair of safety pins. She could somehow make out that she was too drunk to try wearing a saree. After committing the dreadful sin of adultery so casually in the morning, her corrupt mind got liberated from all the shame of the society. It didn’t bother her a least that she could be exposing her luscious body in front of a total stranger. She sloppily tied the flimsy petticoat a good six inches below her big juicy navel over her wide fleshy hip and with great difficultly used the safety pins to somehow buckled down her huge tankers under the delicate veil of her frail blouse. It was a botched up job, yet, by some sheer luck, the blouse didn’t fall apart.
The buxom beauty had hardly finished putting on the fresh petticoat and fixing her damaged blouse, when the door bell rang. It got to be the delivery boy. So she thought. However, she was wrong. It was Lalan, the head mason of a nearby construction site, who came to deliver her lunch. Unlike the teenage electrician, the latest visitor was in his late forties and was a total bad-ass. He was tall as well as beefy and had a coarse face. Years of vigorous labor gave him the tough look. Although his hair and beard were turning grey and in spire of having a wife back in his village, who had already bore him five children, he used to regularly visit cheap brothels. The old thug was, indeed, a real stud.
It was almost at the stroke of noon, when the phone rang at the hotel, where Lalan went for an early lunch. The staffs were all busy in getting the food ready for the regulars. He had just finished his plate and was the only person near the phone. So he picked it up. It was a woman, who put an order of a mutton biryani for home delivery. He could have easily rectify her mistake of recognizing him as a hotel staff. Nevertheless, he didn’t do it. The voice sounded sensual and also slightly drunk. It raised his curiosity. The address that she gave, was well within his comfortable reach. It would do him no harm, if he himself visited the place. The old goon didn’t tell anyone what the call was for and who was really on the other side. He just pretended as if it was a wrong number. Then he bought a packet of mutton biryani and set off for her place. It took him less than five minutes to reach his destination. It was a quiet neighborhood and the house was at the end of a deserted street. God was smiling on him. He felt blessed, as if nothing could wrong now and pressed the door bell.
When she opened the front door, Doll was expecting a familiar face. She had placed enough orders in the past three months to recognize every delivery boy of that particular hotel, who by the way were only two in number. Therefore, the voluptuous wife was absolutely startled by the arrival of a complete stranger at her doorstep. However, her sudden shock could never compete with the severe degree of astonishment she gave to the latest visitor.
When he set off for this place, Lalan could have never imagined, even in his wildest dream, that he would be visiting an exceptionally gorgeous peach in horribly scanty attire. God knows why, but, the buxom bombshell had chosen a filthy blouse that only got, instead of hooks, a pair of safety pins to cage her enormous knockers. Even with the support of the two safety pins, the wretched blouse had inevitably failed to lay any kind of proper lid on her massive melons. Half of her immense jugs were spilling out and a huge chunk of her milky flesh could be seen bursting through the big gap between the two struggling safety pins. The outlines of her big poking nipples could also be clearly visible through the flimsy cotton blouse. The fragile petticoat tied loosely on her wide hips, lewdly unveiled her whole fleshy midriff along with her deep juicy round navel and together with her compromising blouse that could barely cover her towering tankers, put a fabulously captivating view. Surely no man in his right state of mind could defy the lethal temptation of her exuberant hotness. She seemed drunk enough not to stand straight and had to lean on the door-frame for support. It was definitely by far the most outrageous skin show performed by a dignified lady that he was witnessing and without any doubt, was totally unanticipated.
Nonetheless, in no time at all, the elderly thug got over the preliminary shock and just like a cunning predator that he was, promptly pounced on the golden opportunity unexpectedly presented in front of him. He could easily make out that the busty smasher got somewhat scared of his towering physical appearance. However, he could also sense that the voluptuous vixen was drunk and aroused, and would surely not back away from taking part in an adventurous ride, which was unquestionably missing from her miserable life. The wily old fox tried sweet talking the sensational seductress. “Hi Ma’am! I’m Lalan. I’m the one whom you talk over the phone at the hotel. I’m not a staff, but, a customer. I tried to tell you that, but you didn’t give me any chance and hung up. Anyways, I’ve bought you your biryani, just like you ordered. Please feel free to have it. It’ll be my pleasure to serve a wonderful lady like you, anyway.”
Meanwhile, Doll too got over her initial amazement and was sizing up the gigantic stranger. He looked like someone who did hard labor to make his ends meet. He was only in a vest and a lungi, both of which seemed dirty. Her best guess would be some kind of workman. His bulging forearms and broad shoulders looked incredibly powerful, and absolutely frightening. However, the mighty hunk was undeniably a man of aura and had it in him the full potential of becoming her next illegitimate mate. And by the look of it, the formidable rougue, himself, was keenly interested in her. There could be no dubiousness about the fact that the dirty pervert badly wanted to get into her pants. Although he tried to keep up a straight face and sounded all sugary, his greedy eyes were roaming all over her lush body and slurping hungrily every ounce of her juicy flesh, thereby, showcasing what really was going on in his twisted mind.
All the same, the horny adulteress was once more tempted, not for the biryani packet, but for something else. She smiled mischievously at the prodigious visitor and tried playing his game. “Oh, God! My mistake! I’ve been so silly to take you a staff! Now I see you, you don’t look like one. My, my! You are too big to be a stupid hotel staff. Please don’t mind, but, I think I’m looking at a stud. Hee! Hee! Correct me, if I’m wrong. Oh, my! So strong and powerful. Gosh! I’m starting to envy your woman. By the way, why don’t you come inside. Right now, I’m all alone and it’s so boring. I’d love a company. A hot stud like yourself could do me real good.”
Lalan couldn’t believe his damn luck. Not only the woman, whom he was visiting out of seer curiosity, turned out to be a true stunner, but a real flirt as well, brazenly trying to lure him into her empty home. He would be a damn fool, if he let the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slipped away. He was not and therefore, readily accepted her hot invitation. “Wow! That’s superb. Thank you. It’ll be my pleasure to be with you as long as you want. I’m free today. I can give you a real good time. Mark my word, you won’t be getting bored, if you’re with me. Ha! Ha! You are damn right. I’m big. And I’m big everywhere. Ha! Ha! You can bet on that. And I’m sure, a hot dame like you, likes it big.”
Even if it seemed like the massive workman was only trying to amuse her by cracking some lame jokes, the salacious housewife could somehow make out and was also hoping that they were not all brags and no truth. On that note, she slowly moved aside and let the lowlife in. When she turned around after closing the door, Doll found him standing so close that his burly chest brushed her enormous jugs. In fact, she felt something stiff below was actually poking her inner thighs. She immediately looked down and found out that a huge bump was formed over his cheap lungi, which was getting rubbed with her moist groin over her petticoat. Going by the sizing of it, she could easily make out that the horny pervert got something really big inside his dirty lungi. She looked up at him in true astonishment and saw him smiling wickedly. “Go on. Check me out. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
Doll didn’t need to be urged, though. She was already curious. Slowly she put her right hand on the great tent and felt its hardness, which was, to say, steel solid. She got even more enticed and looked up. The brawny stranger winked at her and shamelessly said, “Go on. Untie me. You want to check me properly. Don’t you?”
The yearning adulteress looking down again gladly complied to make the hunky rogue nude from his bottom bringing his magnificent man-tool out into the open. As soon as her eyes fell on it, they lit up. She let out a soft groan letting him know that she really liked his weapon of destruction. Like her previous lover, the adolescent electrician, the elderly toughie too was a proud possessor of a remarkably big package, if not bigger. His words indeed came true. It was stiff like hell and was throbbing in anticipation. Not only his phallus, but his two nuts were quite substantial as well. The sight of the incredible prick made her treacherous twat wet all over again. Her right hand involuntarily ran over the length of the little monster giving it a few gentle strokes. While she was enjoying herself, she had been instructed once again. “Go on now. Get down on your knees. You know what to do. Don’t you?”
Half an hour had passed before Doll got back her consciousness. She found herself lying face down on the floor by the side of the closed front door of her house. She lazily rolled on to lie down on her back. Immediately all vivid memories of the morning’s vulgar actions that resulted in her scandalous condition, came swarming back to her dissolute conscience. The shameless housewife looked out for the teenage punk, who took the full liberty of freely ravaging her succulent body like never before, but couldn’t see him anywhere. The horny savage had left the house, once he adequately quenched his vile thirst.
Collaborating with her conjecture was the dirty impression of too much stickiness inside her lubricious bulk, as Doll slowly stretched out her left arm and put two fingers inside her unfaithful married pussy. She could straightaway make out that it was full of gooey love juices, some of which had already oozed out to make her inner thighs very damp. Her tender fingers invariably gave her slippery cheating cunt a few gentle stirs, spilling out more cum and making the slatternly adulteress to quietly cry out some more soft provocative moans. It didn’t take her long to figure out that once again she was left all alone in her home. However, the extravagant cognition of having performed an outrageous act with an energetic street punk aided her to remain in a cheerful mood. She could call him anytime and invited him to her place.
Doll knew for sure that the venturous electrician would loved to have his greedy hands on her voluptuous figure all over again. The wicked idea seemed to be pretty tempting. But, the fact that the horny thug deliberately left her in such a provocative state, when he could have safely stayed on and have another go at her, proved that he was actually done for the whole day. The fast moving blades of the ceiling fan above her, rendering cool air at her hot body and evidently drying her sweats, also pointed at the fact that after satisfactorily satisfying his sexual appetite, before leaving her place, the competent linesman had also successfully done the job that he was actually called for. His remuneration was certainly due. However, Doll had a strong feeling that he would not be asking for it anymore.
It was indeed disappointing for the lascivious homemaker to eventually convince herself that the juvenile electrician should no longer be given a call. Besides, since the morning, her well nourished figure was literally starving and right now, unfortunately, what she needed most was food, rather than sex. Despite her reluctance, Doll took her left arm off her cum leaking twat and sat up slowly. She immediately got a better hang of her full ragged status. Her fragile blouse got all its hooks crudely ripped off and letting her huge melons freely hang out. Her large titties felt quite sore from all the groping and mauling they received at the filthy hands of the young rogue. She was completely nude from the bottom and found her petticoat had to undergo similar kind of devilry. It got torn out through the middle making it totally useless. A large damp patch was formed by the slimy loads that trickled out of her juicy snatch around her massive butt on the floor. However, rather that feeling low and cheap, her sordid condition cheered her up, putting a big smile on her beautiful face, directing to a single most important point that the sex crazy bombshell had a real good time with an equally horny lad.
Doll stood up on her feet, still feeling a little heavy from the rigorous morning workout. She was still half drunk from all the beer she consumed in the morning and had to stagger her way towards the kitchen. She got to the refrigerator, opened it and took out an uneaten slice of chicken pepperoni pizza. She stepped towards the kitchen table, but didn’t sit on the tool. She just gently leaned onto the table to have some sort of support and quickly finished the cold slice of pizza. The food helped the voluptuous housewife to revitalize her well stacked body to a great extent. It certainly took away a big chunk of that wretched lethargy that was lingering over her lush curves ever since the morning.
The cold pizza turned her throat dry. Doll slowly walked back to the refrigerator on her tipsy feet. She again opened its door and took out a chilled bottle of beer. She opened it and gladly took three large swigs. After wetting her throat, she took slow drunken steps towards her bedroom. Once inside, her eyes fell on the wall clock. It was only quarter past twelve in the afternoon. She looked for her smartphone and found it lying on the side table beside her bed. She was still feeling hungry. One small slice of chicken pepperoni pizza could not pass as a proper lunch. She kept down the beer bottle on the side table and picked up her phone. She dialed the number of a local hotel and ordered mutton biryani. For the past months, she was regularly ordering food from the same hotel. She liked the cooking style.
After ordering the food, her eyes fell on the Whatsapp. There were three unread messages. One of them was from her maid letting her know that she had fallen sick and would not be coming to work today. Another one was from her husband mentioning that he had a very busy schedule today and would not be able to make it home before midnight. And the last one was sent by her young admirer, Bunty, who informed her that he was done for the day and cockily asked her if he could drop by tomorrow to check on his good job. Getting abundantly fucked, just a few hours ago, at the hands of her illicit lover, the promiscuous beauty was more than happy to allow the cheeky lowlife to have another go at her lustful body and send him “yes” for an answer. In fact, that candidly wicked message once more aroused her drunk degraded mind. However, Doll could see through the double meaning message and was pretty sure that her teenage compatriot was indeed telling truth that he was totally drained and would not be doing her much good if she gave him a call. For the time being, it would be more appropriate, if she simply took the matter into her own hands.
The horny homemaker put down her phone and put on the A.C. She took off her ruined blouse to become completely naked and kept it on her king-size bed, where she then lied down on her back. Her left arm involuntarily reached for her juicy mound, while her right went up her huge breasts. She put both her index and middle finger inside her itching twat and found it still very gooey. Of course, it didn’t surprise her a little. The juvenile electrician had deposited loads and loads of his potent seeds into her unfaithful married pussy in the morning. She, herself, had ejaculated so much that she lost her consciousness. With her left hand, she started fingering her wasted cunt in a gentle pace, while her right hand began to tenderly caress her enormous jugs that heaved up and down real slow. Once in a while, she was pinching her big nipples, which were by now stood up to their full length. Her drunken breathe turned heavy. Small droplets of sweats formed all over her naked bulk, as she kept on playing with herself. Time and again, soft groans escaped her unholy mouth.
While the lascivious hottie masturbated, the mercury of lust steadily ascended inside her lush body. It kept on rising high, as she wreathed all over the bed. Her immoral moans turned louder, as her voluptuous bulk got fully drenched in her own sweats making a mockery of the running air conditioner. Within a short time, the soaring libido that got built inside her hot body became too much for her to bear. And very soon, she surrendered herself to the burning passion and cummed all over her crooked pair of fingers forming a big damp patch on the bed sheet right at the middle.
After her third orgasm of the day and that too within a short span of few hours, Doll was plainly exhausted. She would have love to fall asleep, if not for the food that was due at her doorstep. She felt drained. Her bulky body had lost too much sweats. She picked up the unfinished beer bottle kept on the side table and fast emptying it, thereby, getting herself even more intoxicated. Once she finished the bottle, she dropped it on the bed itself and picked up her miserable blouse. She could no longer stay nude. A delivery boy could be knocking her door any minute now. With all of its hooks savagely uprooted, the poor blouse looked absolutely tattered. However, the sensuous beauty had a sinister thought. Rather than getting rid of her wasted blouse, she found it to be exhilarating to keep on wearing it after performing a simple patch work. A couple of safety pins would do the job perfectly. She had no time for a proper bath. Besides, the racy stickiness that she felt both in and over her juicy body was a burning proof of her debauchery, which after an extended period of dullness, duly made her feel alive and kicking. It was too good to be washed away so easily. Once the wanton adulteress got the forbidden taste of infidelity, her spoiled soul wanted more cheap thrill.
Doll lazily walked up to her wardrobe. She opened its door to bring out a fresh white petticoat and a pair of safety pins. She could somehow make out that she was too drunk to try wearing a saree. After committing the dreadful sin of adultery so casually in the morning, her corrupt mind got liberated from all the shame of the society. It didn’t bother her a least that she could be exposing her luscious body in front of a total stranger. She sloppily tied the flimsy petticoat a good six inches below her big juicy navel over her wide fleshy hip and with great difficultly used the safety pins to somehow buckled down her huge tankers under the delicate veil of her frail blouse. It was a botched up job, yet, by some sheer luck, the blouse didn’t fall apart.
The buxom beauty had hardly finished putting on the fresh petticoat and fixing her damaged blouse, when the door bell rang. It got to be the delivery boy. So she thought. However, she was wrong. It was Lalan, the head mason of a nearby construction site, who came to deliver her lunch. Unlike the teenage electrician, the latest visitor was in his late forties and was a total bad-ass. He was tall as well as beefy and had a coarse face. Years of vigorous labor gave him the tough look. Although his hair and beard were turning grey and in spire of having a wife back in his village, who had already bore him five children, he used to regularly visit cheap brothels. The old thug was, indeed, a real stud.
It was almost at the stroke of noon, when the phone rang at the hotel, where Lalan went for an early lunch. The staffs were all busy in getting the food ready for the regulars. He had just finished his plate and was the only person near the phone. So he picked it up. It was a woman, who put an order of a mutton biryani for home delivery. He could have easily rectify her mistake of recognizing him as a hotel staff. Nevertheless, he didn’t do it. The voice sounded sensual and also slightly drunk. It raised his curiosity. The address that she gave, was well within his comfortable reach. It would do him no harm, if he himself visited the place. The old goon didn’t tell anyone what the call was for and who was really on the other side. He just pretended as if it was a wrong number. Then he bought a packet of mutton biryani and set off for her place. It took him less than five minutes to reach his destination. It was a quiet neighborhood and the house was at the end of a deserted street. God was smiling on him. He felt blessed, as if nothing could wrong now and pressed the door bell.
When she opened the front door, Doll was expecting a familiar face. She had placed enough orders in the past three months to recognize every delivery boy of that particular hotel, who by the way were only two in number. Therefore, the voluptuous wife was absolutely startled by the arrival of a complete stranger at her doorstep. However, her sudden shock could never compete with the severe degree of astonishment she gave to the latest visitor.
When he set off for this place, Lalan could have never imagined, even in his wildest dream, that he would be visiting an exceptionally gorgeous peach in horribly scanty attire. God knows why, but, the buxom bombshell had chosen a filthy blouse that only got, instead of hooks, a pair of safety pins to cage her enormous knockers. Even with the support of the two safety pins, the wretched blouse had inevitably failed to lay any kind of proper lid on her massive melons. Half of her immense jugs were spilling out and a huge chunk of her milky flesh could be seen bursting through the big gap between the two struggling safety pins. The outlines of her big poking nipples could also be clearly visible through the flimsy cotton blouse. The fragile petticoat tied loosely on her wide hips, lewdly unveiled her whole fleshy midriff along with her deep juicy round navel and together with her compromising blouse that could barely cover her towering tankers, put a fabulously captivating view. Surely no man in his right state of mind could defy the lethal temptation of her exuberant hotness. She seemed drunk enough not to stand straight and had to lean on the door-frame for support. It was definitely by far the most outrageous skin show performed by a dignified lady that he was witnessing and without any doubt, was totally unanticipated.
Nonetheless, in no time at all, the elderly thug got over the preliminary shock and just like a cunning predator that he was, promptly pounced on the golden opportunity unexpectedly presented in front of him. He could easily make out that the busty smasher got somewhat scared of his towering physical appearance. However, he could also sense that the voluptuous vixen was drunk and aroused, and would surely not back away from taking part in an adventurous ride, which was unquestionably missing from her miserable life. The wily old fox tried sweet talking the sensational seductress. “Hi Ma’am! I’m Lalan. I’m the one whom you talk over the phone at the hotel. I’m not a staff, but, a customer. I tried to tell you that, but you didn’t give me any chance and hung up. Anyways, I’ve bought you your biryani, just like you ordered. Please feel free to have it. It’ll be my pleasure to serve a wonderful lady like you, anyway.”
Meanwhile, Doll too got over her initial amazement and was sizing up the gigantic stranger. He looked like someone who did hard labor to make his ends meet. He was only in a vest and a lungi, both of which seemed dirty. Her best guess would be some kind of workman. His bulging forearms and broad shoulders looked incredibly powerful, and absolutely frightening. However, the mighty hunk was undeniably a man of aura and had it in him the full potential of becoming her next illegitimate mate. And by the look of it, the formidable rougue, himself, was keenly interested in her. There could be no dubiousness about the fact that the dirty pervert badly wanted to get into her pants. Although he tried to keep up a straight face and sounded all sugary, his greedy eyes were roaming all over her lush body and slurping hungrily every ounce of her juicy flesh, thereby, showcasing what really was going on in his twisted mind.
All the same, the horny adulteress was once more tempted, not for the biryani packet, but for something else. She smiled mischievously at the prodigious visitor and tried playing his game. “Oh, God! My mistake! I’ve been so silly to take you a staff! Now I see you, you don’t look like one. My, my! You are too big to be a stupid hotel staff. Please don’t mind, but, I think I’m looking at a stud. Hee! Hee! Correct me, if I’m wrong. Oh, my! So strong and powerful. Gosh! I’m starting to envy your woman. By the way, why don’t you come inside. Right now, I’m all alone and it’s so boring. I’d love a company. A hot stud like yourself could do me real good.”
Lalan couldn’t believe his damn luck. Not only the woman, whom he was visiting out of seer curiosity, turned out to be a true stunner, but a real flirt as well, brazenly trying to lure him into her empty home. He would be a damn fool, if he let the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slipped away. He was not and therefore, readily accepted her hot invitation. “Wow! That’s superb. Thank you. It’ll be my pleasure to be with you as long as you want. I’m free today. I can give you a real good time. Mark my word, you won’t be getting bored, if you’re with me. Ha! Ha! You are damn right. I’m big. And I’m big everywhere. Ha! Ha! You can bet on that. And I’m sure, a hot dame like you, likes it big.”
Even if it seemed like the massive workman was only trying to amuse her by cracking some lame jokes, the salacious housewife could somehow make out and was also hoping that they were not all brags and no truth. On that note, she slowly moved aside and let the lowlife in. When she turned around after closing the door, Doll found him standing so close that his burly chest brushed her enormous jugs. In fact, she felt something stiff below was actually poking her inner thighs. She immediately looked down and found out that a huge bump was formed over his cheap lungi, which was getting rubbed with her moist groin over her petticoat. Going by the sizing of it, she could easily make out that the horny pervert got something really big inside his dirty lungi. She looked up at him in true astonishment and saw him smiling wickedly. “Go on. Check me out. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
Doll didn’t need to be urged, though. She was already curious. Slowly she put her right hand on the great tent and felt its hardness, which was, to say, steel solid. She got even more enticed and looked up. The brawny stranger winked at her and shamelessly said, “Go on. Untie me. You want to check me properly. Don’t you?”
The yearning adulteress looking down again gladly complied to make the hunky rogue nude from his bottom bringing his magnificent man-tool out into the open. As soon as her eyes fell on it, they lit up. She let out a soft groan letting him know that she really liked his weapon of destruction. Like her previous lover, the adolescent electrician, the elderly toughie too was a proud possessor of a remarkably big package, if not bigger. His words indeed came true. It was stiff like hell and was throbbing in anticipation. Not only his phallus, but his two nuts were quite substantial as well. The sight of the incredible prick made her treacherous twat wet all over again. Her right hand involuntarily ran over the length of the little monster giving it a few gentle strokes. While she was enjoying herself, she had been instructed once again. “Go on now. Get down on your knees. You know what to do. Don’t you?”
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