05-08-2022, 09:53 AM
He sucks at her tit desperately, first like a baby, and then like a man with all ten fingers playing with pressure. She still has milk in her breasts and was unsure if he would like that. Now that she feels he has actually liked it, she urges "Oh Suraj, suck'em, suck 'em hard, they are all yours!" and gives him the other tit. While her one hand was busy caressing him and helping him with the tits, her other hand stretches out and lightly touches his manhood over the pajama. He jumps at the touch and she smiles. She squeezes the bulge occasionally while he sucks at her tits.
"Suraj, you are goddamn huge!"
Suraj suddenly stands upright! She covers herself, unsure of what might have happened. Then Suraj bends down and lifts her up and carries her in his muscled arms towards the bed. She smiles and her fingers resume their act at the bulge.
He practically throws her in the bed like nobody did before. He hovers over her and slowly moves down the belly and with his tongue finds her bellybutton. She wiggles and moans! As her legs move, a lovely erotic music from her payels invites him further down. She holds his head tightly and sighs, "No, Suraj, no!". "Bhabi, please!, Let me! Please!" His strong hands force hers away as he lifts her saree and the petticoat unveiling her fully. Oh God! She is wet all over! He pulls the panty and exposes her pussy! She is so brown down there and she smells so wild! He takes a deep, full breath! As he exhales it after a long wait, her pubic hair sways beautifully in the breeze oozing out more of her wild smell. He can't help it any longer, and starts eating her crazily. She was stiff at first, with her hands still holding his head, unsure whether to push him or pull. She slowly eases out and parts her legs. “Uumh!..”, she moans," Ab bas karo, Suraj, barnaa...chhh!".
He sits up back and removes his pajama and briefs. Casting a glance at his huge dangling tool she takes him in her hand and strokes him gently. She drops flat on the bed parting her legs invitingly. He pulls her arms up over her head exposing her armpits and enters her with a thud! He bruises his face against one armpit and savors her fragrance. As he licks, she giggles trying to free herself. "Bhabi you too feel like a cactus, but I like it!" She bites his earlobe whispering “You are dirty! But I like that!”He feels him big and fat inside her as he thrusts deeper. From her armpits his mouth moves to her lips, then to her tits, and then to her eyes. He starts fucking his Komal bhabi smelling her every bit and sucking and licking her every part in turns, while she keeps nailing his back.
Suraj suddenly pauses.
"Are? Kya hua? Karona!”
- "This fucking cot is making a fucking noise! Mom agar uth gaye to!"
'Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughs Komal. “Maaji ne nid ki goli lekar upar ka kamre mein Tuku ke saath so gayi. Ab tum please socho kam, aur karo jyada!” she winked. “C'mon, do it naah!" saying this she lifts her legs up and places them over his shoulders bringing the payels close to his ears.
Suraj now knows no bar! He starts off at the top gear squeezing her tits so hard that milk oozes out and sprays on his face. "yes Suraj, harder! Umnh!". The room gets warm with erotic smells as the bed crackles, the payels zingle and they moan..
“Grrrr!”, he groans like a hound collapsing and burying his head between her tits.
“Anghhh!”, she twitches her body, scissoring his neck with her arms so hard that it breaks a few churiyaan. It nearly chokes Komal, as Suraj takes a while to come fully inside her. Suraj, now exhausted, starts to cough, sweating profusely. "Good heavens!" Suraj sighs and a smile of satisfaction gently blooms on their faces as their eyes silently meet.
A minute later, Suraj starts to weep silently. He starts sobbing with convulsions, his tears seeping out and wetting the pillow!
“If Droupadi could do it, why can’t I marry you too, Suraj?”, she cups his chin pushing it up to meet her eyes. There goes a flurry of kisses.
Bimala Devi is right. It soon solves all their problems!
The End
"Suraj, you are goddamn huge!"
Suraj suddenly stands upright! She covers herself, unsure of what might have happened. Then Suraj bends down and lifts her up and carries her in his muscled arms towards the bed. She smiles and her fingers resume their act at the bulge.
He practically throws her in the bed like nobody did before. He hovers over her and slowly moves down the belly and with his tongue finds her bellybutton. She wiggles and moans! As her legs move, a lovely erotic music from her payels invites him further down. She holds his head tightly and sighs, "No, Suraj, no!". "Bhabi, please!, Let me! Please!" His strong hands force hers away as he lifts her saree and the petticoat unveiling her fully. Oh God! She is wet all over! He pulls the panty and exposes her pussy! She is so brown down there and she smells so wild! He takes a deep, full breath! As he exhales it after a long wait, her pubic hair sways beautifully in the breeze oozing out more of her wild smell. He can't help it any longer, and starts eating her crazily. She was stiff at first, with her hands still holding his head, unsure whether to push him or pull. She slowly eases out and parts her legs. “Uumh!..”, she moans," Ab bas karo, Suraj, barnaa...chhh!".
He sits up back and removes his pajama and briefs. Casting a glance at his huge dangling tool she takes him in her hand and strokes him gently. She drops flat on the bed parting her legs invitingly. He pulls her arms up over her head exposing her armpits and enters her with a thud! He bruises his face against one armpit and savors her fragrance. As he licks, she giggles trying to free herself. "Bhabi you too feel like a cactus, but I like it!" She bites his earlobe whispering “You are dirty! But I like that!”He feels him big and fat inside her as he thrusts deeper. From her armpits his mouth moves to her lips, then to her tits, and then to her eyes. He starts fucking his Komal bhabi smelling her every bit and sucking and licking her every part in turns, while she keeps nailing his back.
Suraj suddenly pauses.
"Are? Kya hua? Karona!”
- "This fucking cot is making a fucking noise! Mom agar uth gaye to!"
'Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughs Komal. “Maaji ne nid ki goli lekar upar ka kamre mein Tuku ke saath so gayi. Ab tum please socho kam, aur karo jyada!” she winked. “C'mon, do it naah!" saying this she lifts her legs up and places them over his shoulders bringing the payels close to his ears.
Suraj now knows no bar! He starts off at the top gear squeezing her tits so hard that milk oozes out and sprays on his face. "yes Suraj, harder! Umnh!". The room gets warm with erotic smells as the bed crackles, the payels zingle and they moan..
“Grrrr!”, he groans like a hound collapsing and burying his head between her tits.
“Anghhh!”, she twitches her body, scissoring his neck with her arms so hard that it breaks a few churiyaan. It nearly chokes Komal, as Suraj takes a while to come fully inside her. Suraj, now exhausted, starts to cough, sweating profusely. "Good heavens!" Suraj sighs and a smile of satisfaction gently blooms on their faces as their eyes silently meet.
A minute later, Suraj starts to weep silently. He starts sobbing with convulsions, his tears seeping out and wetting the pillow!
“If Droupadi could do it, why can’t I marry you too, Suraj?”, she cups his chin pushing it up to meet her eyes. There goes a flurry of kisses.
Bimala Devi is right. It soon solves all their problems!
The End
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