21-09-2023, 11:07 AM
As Raju left, and I started cooking, Raju’s saliva all over my Pussy and Asshole was doing magic and making me feel horny. Though I put my left hand behind and scratched the itch between my Ass Crack and wiped Raju’s saliva that was over my Pussy and Asshole with my Brown Panties, I was getting more horny and my Pussy wanted more of his tongue. No one had ever kissed my Pussy and Asshole in my entire life, not even my husband, and getting my Pussy and Asshole getting licked and getting kissed nicely by Raju, turned me on and I wanted more.
As I took the side dish and went to serve my husband, Raju was looking at me and licking his lips, “come sit down, let's watch the watch,” my husband said and made him sit next to him. As I sat next to him, he put his arm around my shoulder, he was totally drunk and in his stammering tone, “what happened? Why did you scream?” as he asked, “nothing, just Cockroach,” as I said and tried to relax, Raju who was sitting next to me in a single Sofa, “if you are scared of the Cockroaches, don’t go to the Kitchen alone, Amudha, take me along with you,” Raju said. That’s when Shane Watson was hitting Boundaries and Sixes of Mumbai Indians Blowers and my husband was cheering for CSK. “Who do you think will win the Cup, Ram?”, as Raju asked my husband, “CSK of course,” my husband said. “I think Mumbai Indians will win,” Raju exclaimed casually, “No way, CSK will win,” my Husband said, and they both kept on arguing. “What is the Bet?” as Raju asked in a serious tone, my husband who was half drunk and was stammering already, “Bro, we both are broke, how can we bet?” as my husband asked, “let's not bet with money, the winner gets to kiss, Amudha,” Raju said, looking right into my husband’s eyes boldly. As my drunk husband was stammering to reply, “Scared that CSK will lose?” Raju asked. “I am not, because CSK is going to win, Raju,” as my husband said, “then accept the bet,” as Raju said, my husband looked at me. The way my husband and his best friend Raju were fighting over who would get to kiss my lips if their IPL sides win began making me horny.
As I took the side dish and went to serve my husband, Raju was looking at me and licking his lips, “come sit down, let's watch the watch,” my husband said and made him sit next to him. As I sat next to him, he put his arm around my shoulder, he was totally drunk and in his stammering tone, “what happened? Why did you scream?” as he asked, “nothing, just Cockroach,” as I said and tried to relax, Raju who was sitting next to me in a single Sofa, “if you are scared of the Cockroaches, don’t go to the Kitchen alone, Amudha, take me along with you,” Raju said. That’s when Shane Watson was hitting Boundaries and Sixes of Mumbai Indians Blowers and my husband was cheering for CSK. “Who do you think will win the Cup, Ram?”, as Raju asked my husband, “CSK of course,” my husband said. “I think Mumbai Indians will win,” Raju exclaimed casually, “No way, CSK will win,” my Husband said, and they both kept on arguing. “What is the Bet?” as Raju asked in a serious tone, my husband who was half drunk and was stammering already, “Bro, we both are broke, how can we bet?” as my husband asked, “let's not bet with money, the winner gets to kiss, Amudha,” Raju said, looking right into my husband’s eyes boldly. As my drunk husband was stammering to reply, “Scared that CSK will lose?” Raju asked. “I am not, because CSK is going to win, Raju,” as my husband said, “then accept the bet,” as Raju said, my husband looked at me. The way my husband and his best friend Raju were fighting over who would get to kiss my lips if their IPL sides win began making me horny.