07-11-2022, 11:39 AM
The evening was just getting started. While the guys talked nonsense on the bed, Purva swept the floor again, even though it seemed clean as she had just done it that morning. It was of course wildly humiliating for her to do such things in front of the guys who should actually be the working class, sat there comfortably on the bed completely engrossed in deriving maximum pleasure from the nude Purva. As she bent down to sweep the floor, her breasts were hanging and dangling obscenely in front of them. The guys were of course murmuring comments in urdu and Purva knew what they could possibly murmur about. Purva focused on the task at hand making sure to present all sorts of angles to the guests. She rounded it up with a quick sweep with her backside to the guys. The guys got an obscene but fantastic view of Purva’s asshole and her pussy that was glistening due to the sex juices she was secreting. Next, she got the mat and arranged it on the floor as instructed by her husband. The guests proceeded to seat themselves on the mat as Purva prepared the chicken on each of the plates for the guests. Of course, she would eat out of Mushtaq’s plate and got each of the 6 plates for the men with chicken served and got them to the hall. The guys made sure they got a good look at her bald pussy as they had a better view of it from on the floor than earlier. She stood there serving each one of them with the chicken and stood there. “Aaja meri raand, mere goad me baith ja”, Mushtaq said to her. Purva shyly complied to his order and seated herself in her dear husband’s lap much to the thrill of the guests. Wasim, one of Sajid’s friends poetically said, “Waah yehi to pyaar hota hai bhai log…kya sachha pyaar hai…”, everyone including Purva shared a friendly laugh. Sajid opened the bottle of whiskey that he had brought along with him. All of the guys loudly tinkled their steel glasses, “Cheers!” and the party was started.