Misc. Erotica Kidnapping My Sweet Housewife Padma

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“Padma, I know you hate me, but I love you, ever since I saw you at the construction site,” Babu said.  “You knew I was Sriram’s wife right, then how could you fall in love with me?  It's not love, Babu, it's lust,” my wife said.  “Have you read Sriramayana? Even the great King Ravana lusted for Lord Srirama’s wife Seetha,” as Babu was saying, “But Ravana, unlike you is a gentleman, did not sleep with Seetha, but you want to sleep with this Sriram’s wife,” my wife said.  “You are right, Padma, but I am not Srirama or Ravana, I am just an ordinary man, Padma.  I can’t help myself but lust you.  Just look at you, you are such a sexy woman; your eyes are making me weak; your lips are inviting me to kiss them; your bosoms in your blouse are inviting me to suck them; your wait is inviting me to grab it; and your back side,” he said and went behind my wife.  “My God, look at your backside, Padma; your white bra strap which I see through your thin blouse, is inviting me to remove your blouse and remove your white bra and suck your boobs; and your Ass over your saree? My god! Is inviting me to remove your saree and petticoat off completely, and remove your panties and spread your ass cheeks and sniff your asshole and kiss your asshole, Padma,” he said and came toward her front.  Clearly my wife was enjoying the way he was lusting after her, and as he whispered, “can I see your navel, Padma?” my wife drifted her pallu aside and showed him her navel.