Komal Sharma (Meri Ghalti ki Saza) - (Eng + Hindi Mix) Copy

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But he was quite reluctant to remove his hands from my boobs, I tried to remove his hands from my boobs but before he removed
his hands he gave 3-4 quick squeeze on my boobs. Sharma Uncle : dekho meine kahaa thaa naa tum gir jaaogi. Ab thodi der ki
baat hai beti mein tumhe pakad letaa hu nahi toh waapis gir jaaogi aur muje tumhe fir se sambhaalnaa padega.I thought it is
better he holds me by my waist rather muje sambhalne ke bahaane mere boob dabaaye.Me: thik hai uncle jaisaa aap kahe.I had
not even finished the statement and he grabed my navel tightly with both hands, he was virtually hugging me from behind. And
his tool was back on work between my ass crack, to and fro in slow motion.After sometime he started to caress my navel very
slowly. Muje halki halki gudgudi hone lagi. And by now his tool was half inside my ass crack due to his constant jerks.I
thought now it is the high time for me to move away otherwise things may go wrong, but I was not getting the words to tell
him that I want to go.Me : uuu nnn cccc lllll eeee ……… aahhaaaaa I .Uncle : kya baat hai beti, kyaa huaa. Me ; kkkk
uuuuuucccccccchh naa ….hii ………..meeeeeinnnnn soch ……Uncle : kya soch rahi thi tum, bataaaoo.Than I was silent actually I was
struggling to find words and some idea to free myself from Sharma Uncle.Meantime uncle and his hands & tool got back to the
work. This time the rythem of his jerks seemed to have increased. I think he must have got the hint of the thoughts running
in my mind. Just then I felt that his hands were parting each other. Slowly and gradually one hand started traveling
downwards and the other upwards. His right hand was not on the abdo just a couple of centimeter away from my pussy. And the
left one has reached just at the bottom most hook of my blouse while his dick was bussy with its motion. I was really feeling
shy and had just turned my eyes to check if anybody was watching us or not. But every body was busy looking at the bride and
the groom in the mandap. Now the only thought in my mind was if somehow I could get free from this but was not getting the
idea how. Than the second thought ran in my mind that its too late now. Lets enjoy. The third thought this will not be for
long as the jaimala ceremony is going to end very soon. Just than both the hands reached their destination. The left hand on
my right boob. I was really scared and looked down wards. I was bit relaxed to see his left hand underneath my pallu hence,
nobody could see what it was upto. His right hand was resting on my tummy just above my belly. Suddenly I got the hard
squeeze on boob and ooooooouuuuuuuchhhh hhhhhhh…… was words came out of my mouth.Uncle : beti kyaa huaa Me : kaa
kkkkkkuuuuuuu uch naaaaaaaa hiiiiiiiiiiiiii unnnnnnnnnclejiiiii iiiiiUncle : mazaa aa rahaa hai naa.I was waiting for the
words shadi mein as he did last time, but was surprise not to hear them this time. I was silent and red in shame. Uncle :
beti tumne jawaab nahi diyaa.Me : kkkkkkkk iiiiiiiiiiiiiii sssssssssss baattttttttttt kkkkkkkaaUncle : meine puchaa mazaa
aarahaa hai yaa nahi.His voice seemed more firm this time.Me. : ooohhhhhh haaa aaa rahaaa haaaaaai. Paaaaaaar unnnnnccccle
eeeee koooiiiiii deekh legaa toh (I wishpered)Uncle : oh haa yeh toh meine sochaa hi nahi. Saying that he squeezed my boob
more hardly. Uncle : mein ek kaam kartaa hu. Upar kaa haath toh tumhare pallu ke niche hai dusaraa bhi ander daal detaa hu.He
did not even waited for my response and straight away inserted his right hand inside my saari.
To my horror his hand slid inside my panty and was slightly above my pussy area. This happened all of a sudden that I could
not do anything. I was dying out of shame. quickly I covered my tummy area with my palu so that no one can see his hand
inside my petticoat. I started shaking my body trying to prevent his hand from going more inside. But in a process his hand
slid more towards my pussy area. Now his hands were inside my panty covering my pussy. I started breathing heavily not
knowing what to do. Now he was feeling my pussy inside my panty, he started rubbing my pussy and inserted his middle finger
in my pussy hole. Uncle: "beti aab tumhe aisa pakkad liya hai ke tum girogi nahi. Main tumhe mazee deeta hoon aur tum jee
bhar ke mazee lo". He started moving his middle finger inside out of my hole and his rest of the hand squeezing my pussy
tightly. Me : Oooooojjjhhhhhhhhhh h nnnnnnnaaaaaaahiaa uaaaaaaannnnnnnnncc cccccclllllllee. Waaaiiiiiiiit. By the time I
finished he gave a nice hard squeeze to my boob and my pussy with his hand and againOoooouuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuucccccccccccc
hhhhhhhhhh was the words from my mouth. All this time his dick was bussy ****ing my ass over my sari.After 5-6 simultaneous
and consequence squeezes my boobs and his finger going inside and coming out of my pussy hole I completely surrendered to
Sharma Uncle. Now I was putting all my weight on Sharma uncle. He straight away got the signal of my surrender. His rythem of
squeezing and jerking increased. My middle portion of my body was sandwitched between his tool poking on my back and his hand
coverd my pussy with one finger inside my hole and with no time he ejaculated his load and I sware it was too much. I mean I
have never seen so much of sperm coming out of my husband even his pants were wet and so was my sari, my peticote and even my
panty.