04-06-2022, 02:31 PM
Aeishwarya gets holes filled- both at the same time! (MMF)
Having thought I would never get out of the office with such a busy day, I finally arrived at my house. It was late and there were no lights on in the house. "That's strange," I thought out loud. Turning the key and walking into my house I wondered where my husband Krishna was. He would normally tell me if he were going out.
I took a glass from the cupboard and poured myself a much needed glass of red wine. I could feel the tension in my body from the day's work slowly ease as I sipped the wine. Suddenly I jumped with fright, spilling the wine down the front of myblouse.
Krishna had crept up from behind and quickly wrapped his arms around me. "You bloody idiot! Look what you made me do?" I said giggling. Smiling, Krishna ran his hands up and down the tops of my legs, "Very nice indeed," he whispered into my ear, before nuzzling on my neck. Krishna pulled of my leggings kissing my legs all the way
I was now sat before my husband, legs spread revealing my black lace panties. Without saying a word he dropped to his knees and hooked each of his thumbs into the sides of my panties. I lifted my bum off of the table slightly as he very slowly eased them down my legs.
No words were needed as the air filled with sexual tension. Closing my eyes as I felt his hot breath between my legs, he was soon sliding his tongue up and down each of my lips in turn. I was instantly oozing my juices onto his tongue as he expertly teased me.
As his finger probed between my pussy lips and entered me, his tongue was soon doing circular motions around my clit. I was forced to arch my back as I felt my impending orgasm. My chest heaved in and out as I took deep sharp breaths. "Almost there." I groaned between breaths. Then suddenly he stopped.
"I can't have you cumming yet my naughty wife. I want you to beg me before I let you cum," he smirked. I both hated and loved these sessions when my husband took control of me. He always knew how to play it so cool.
Krishna helped me down from the table before leading me up the stairs to our bedroom. Once in there, he took my silk scarf that just happened to be on the bed I thought, and then gently tied it around my head leaving me in total darkness.
As I sat on our bed I felt his hands begin to unbutton my blouse before removing it. He loosened my black lace bra and let my breasts hang free. I felt my nipples instantly harden and my pussy begin to lubricate itself.
Then I felt him cup my left breast as he took my nipple into his mouth. My breasts have always been sensitive and Krishna knew just how to work them. Not too soft or too hard, just enough to send uncontrollable shivers throughout my body.
I was soon ordered to lie on the bed with my blindfold remaining in place. I then felt two more silk scarves being wrapped around my wrists as he tied me firmly to the bed posts. His breathing was deep and I could sense his arousal as he finished tying me up.
I imagined how dirty I must have looked. Tied to the bed and blindfolded with just my heels and stockings on as my skirt lay bunched around my waist. My breasts bared and my nipples showing my excitement as my shaven pussy leaked its juices onto the bed sheets.
Having thought I would never get out of the office with such a busy day, I finally arrived at my house. It was late and there were no lights on in the house. "That's strange," I thought out loud. Turning the key and walking into my house I wondered where my husband Krishna was. He would normally tell me if he were going out.
I took a glass from the cupboard and poured myself a much needed glass of red wine. I could feel the tension in my body from the day's work slowly ease as I sipped the wine. Suddenly I jumped with fright, spilling the wine down the front of myblouse.
Krishna had crept up from behind and quickly wrapped his arms around me. "You bloody idiot! Look what you made me do?" I said giggling. Smiling, Krishna ran his hands up and down the tops of my legs, "Very nice indeed," he whispered into my ear, before nuzzling on my neck. Krishna pulled of my leggings kissing my legs all the way
I was now sat before my husband, legs spread revealing my black lace panties. Without saying a word he dropped to his knees and hooked each of his thumbs into the sides of my panties. I lifted my bum off of the table slightly as he very slowly eased them down my legs.
No words were needed as the air filled with sexual tension. Closing my eyes as I felt his hot breath between my legs, he was soon sliding his tongue up and down each of my lips in turn. I was instantly oozing my juices onto his tongue as he expertly teased me.
As his finger probed between my pussy lips and entered me, his tongue was soon doing circular motions around my clit. I was forced to arch my back as I felt my impending orgasm. My chest heaved in and out as I took deep sharp breaths. "Almost there." I groaned between breaths. Then suddenly he stopped.
"I can't have you cumming yet my naughty wife. I want you to beg me before I let you cum," he smirked. I both hated and loved these sessions when my husband took control of me. He always knew how to play it so cool.
Krishna helped me down from the table before leading me up the stairs to our bedroom. Once in there, he took my silk scarf that just happened to be on the bed I thought, and then gently tied it around my head leaving me in total darkness.
As I sat on our bed I felt his hands begin to unbutton my blouse before removing it. He loosened my black lace bra and let my breasts hang free. I felt my nipples instantly harden and my pussy begin to lubricate itself.
Then I felt him cup my left breast as he took my nipple into his mouth. My breasts have always been sensitive and Krishna knew just how to work them. Not too soft or too hard, just enough to send uncontrollable shivers throughout my body.
I was soon ordered to lie on the bed with my blindfold remaining in place. I then felt two more silk scarves being wrapped around my wrists as he tied me firmly to the bed posts. His breathing was deep and I could sense his arousal as he finished tying me up.
I imagined how dirty I must have looked. Tied to the bed and blindfolded with just my heels and stockings on as my skirt lay bunched around my waist. My breasts bared and my nipples showing my excitement as my shaven pussy leaked its juices onto the bed sheets.
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