14-11-2022, 06:03 PM
Purva gets ready for the visit to her husband's mentor's place
The couple had a good tight sleep in each other’s arms. Purva would often end up completely in the clutches of her husband Mushtaq, as he would tightly grab her boobs and pull his legs over her when they slept. It was his way of expressing his true love and lust for her. Of course, all the while, Purva felt as womanly as possible and loved how she was showered with lust and kink by her perverted husband Mushtaq.
At about 4:30, Purva woke up from her nap. Mushtaq was still sound asleep snoring loudly as he wrapped Purva all over with his love for her. Purva was of course very excited that she could wear her new slut costume to her husband’s mentor Rashid’s place. It was definitely going to be something she had never experienced, wearing such next-to-nothing clothes for such a visit. It was strangely erotic in its own way. Of course, she knew Mushtaq would also have the kink for it, so she could not wait to experience it herself. After a while, she woke up Mushtaq too. “Utho Mushtaq ji, nhi toh late ho jayenge hum”, she said to him.
Mushtaq got up and Purva urged him to have a bath to freshen himself. Mushtaq asked Purva to iron a pair of shirt and trouser for him, so that he could look his best in front of his boss and mentor, Rashid and his wife. Of course, he had to make himself look good when he was visiting such an important figure. So, as Mushtaq took bath, Purva proceeded to iron his clothes on the bed all nude. Mushtaq came out of the bath and dressed himself as Purva looked on. “Waah, mere patiji kya smart lag rahe hai“, she said and playfully gave him a hug, pressing her huge boobs onto her husband’s chest, much to his delight. They were a couple, of course, who had no inhibitions. Mushtaq kissed his wife roughly on her lips while squeezing her butt. “Randi, ab tujhe bhi tayyar hona padega”, he said with a kinky smile with a wink. Of course, Purva knew what that meant.
There was no doubt that Mushtaq wanted his wife to look her best, and that was evident in the way what he had in store for her. Of course, given his kink and perversion, he didn’t have to really plan it to execute what he had in mind.
After he got dressed in his impeccable new pair of trouser and shirt, he set on to satisfy his kink of showing off his wife in the sluttiest and gaudiest way possible. Purva was of course amazed at his kinky imagination, while at the same time, getting shamelessly wet in her pussy thinking of all the humiliation she will be subjected to in a while.
“Aaj tujhe mein ek dum maalraand jaise tayyar karungi randi…”, he said with a familiar lust that was known best to Purva.
He of course had a fetish for bright contrasting nasty colors on his dear wife. Of course, she was all his, and he spent a lot of time on his docile wife, to satisfy his kink of making her look like a cheap roadside prostitute.
He made her apply a dark shade of yellow for her kajal beneath her eyes. For her lipstick, Mushtaq chose a dark shade of maroon. He of course took the liberty of applying it himself, as he deposited huge amounts of the local paint on his wife’s luscious lips, extending it beyond her lips onto her skin. Purva was by then already blushing with humiliated embarrassment. It of course, made her look so damn cheap and slutty and she wasn’t really sure how she would be received by her guests in such whorish makeup. But, of course, she let her husband do what he felt. She existed for him, and his happiness meant the world to her. She certainly loved his kink, and her new found fetish for being humiliated made her embrace her new oncoming look even more, as she found herself getting more and more damp by the second in her loins. Mushtaq then proceeded to examine Purva’s pussy to get rid off any little pubic hair. He always loved her wife to exhibit herself with a perfectly trimmed pussy, so when he saw minor details of pubic hair, he proceeded to shave them off with the razor that was gifted to Purva during their marriage. With that done, Mushtaq then asked Purva to adorn a local anklet that was again gifted to her by one of the slum dwellers, who happened to own a local artifact shop. This ornament of course added more to her humiliation as it made a silly little noise every time Purva took a step. To add more to the slut outlook, Mushtaq asked Purva to put on just one anklet instead of the pair, on her right leg. Next, he proceeded to tie her fake silver kamarband around her shapely waist to give the effect of a traditional whore. Purva was by now blushing like crazy. It of course went with all the kink that Mushtaq possessed, and she loved it. She was in the mood to give it all.
The couple had a good tight sleep in each other’s arms. Purva would often end up completely in the clutches of her husband Mushtaq, as he would tightly grab her boobs and pull his legs over her when they slept. It was his way of expressing his true love and lust for her. Of course, all the while, Purva felt as womanly as possible and loved how she was showered with lust and kink by her perverted husband Mushtaq.
At about 4:30, Purva woke up from her nap. Mushtaq was still sound asleep snoring loudly as he wrapped Purva all over with his love for her. Purva was of course very excited that she could wear her new slut costume to her husband’s mentor Rashid’s place. It was definitely going to be something she had never experienced, wearing such next-to-nothing clothes for such a visit. It was strangely erotic in its own way. Of course, she knew Mushtaq would also have the kink for it, so she could not wait to experience it herself. After a while, she woke up Mushtaq too. “Utho Mushtaq ji, nhi toh late ho jayenge hum”, she said to him.
Mushtaq got up and Purva urged him to have a bath to freshen himself. Mushtaq asked Purva to iron a pair of shirt and trouser for him, so that he could look his best in front of his boss and mentor, Rashid and his wife. Of course, he had to make himself look good when he was visiting such an important figure. So, as Mushtaq took bath, Purva proceeded to iron his clothes on the bed all nude. Mushtaq came out of the bath and dressed himself as Purva looked on. “Waah, mere patiji kya smart lag rahe hai“, she said and playfully gave him a hug, pressing her huge boobs onto her husband’s chest, much to his delight. They were a couple, of course, who had no inhibitions. Mushtaq kissed his wife roughly on her lips while squeezing her butt. “Randi, ab tujhe bhi tayyar hona padega”, he said with a kinky smile with a wink. Of course, Purva knew what that meant.
There was no doubt that Mushtaq wanted his wife to look her best, and that was evident in the way what he had in store for her. Of course, given his kink and perversion, he didn’t have to really plan it to execute what he had in mind.
After he got dressed in his impeccable new pair of trouser and shirt, he set on to satisfy his kink of showing off his wife in the sluttiest and gaudiest way possible. Purva was of course amazed at his kinky imagination, while at the same time, getting shamelessly wet in her pussy thinking of all the humiliation she will be subjected to in a while.
“Aaj tujhe mein ek dum maalraand jaise tayyar karungi randi…”, he said with a familiar lust that was known best to Purva.
He of course had a fetish for bright contrasting nasty colors on his dear wife. Of course, she was all his, and he spent a lot of time on his docile wife, to satisfy his kink of making her look like a cheap roadside prostitute.
He made her apply a dark shade of yellow for her kajal beneath her eyes. For her lipstick, Mushtaq chose a dark shade of maroon. He of course took the liberty of applying it himself, as he deposited huge amounts of the local paint on his wife’s luscious lips, extending it beyond her lips onto her skin. Purva was by then already blushing with humiliated embarrassment. It of course, made her look so damn cheap and slutty and she wasn’t really sure how she would be received by her guests in such whorish makeup. But, of course, she let her husband do what he felt. She existed for him, and his happiness meant the world to her. She certainly loved his kink, and her new found fetish for being humiliated made her embrace her new oncoming look even more, as she found herself getting more and more damp by the second in her loins. Mushtaq then proceeded to examine Purva’s pussy to get rid off any little pubic hair. He always loved her wife to exhibit herself with a perfectly trimmed pussy, so when he saw minor details of pubic hair, he proceeded to shave them off with the razor that was gifted to Purva during their marriage. With that done, Mushtaq then asked Purva to adorn a local anklet that was again gifted to her by one of the slum dwellers, who happened to own a local artifact shop. This ornament of course added more to her humiliation as it made a silly little noise every time Purva took a step. To add more to the slut outlook, Mushtaq asked Purva to put on just one anklet instead of the pair, on her right leg. Next, he proceeded to tie her fake silver kamarband around her shapely waist to give the effect of a traditional whore. Purva was by now blushing like crazy. It of course went with all the kink that Mushtaq possessed, and she loved it. She was in the mood to give it all.
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