12-12-2023, 09:20 AM
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He spoke, "The one you held onto. Was it your husband?"
Me: What for?
I was blabbering in his shadow. I don't know what to say. I wanted to stand here looking at him. But I can't. I say, "Excuse me. You misunderstood me." He spoke in a romantic low tone, "I feel like kissing you here, tasting those soft brown lips."
I stepped past him, which made my pussy sticky wet. I walked breathless, shivering, and wilder back to my group. All along, I controlled myself from turning around to look at him. I am in a different world as I walk into my husband. We three families stand in the line towards the stage.
I remembered at that instant that I had seen him before. He raced his bullet swiftly through the traffic near the function hall. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about this stranger. My eyes wandered around the crowded hall, searching for him.
I couldn't find him. I felt so dejected that I walked away from him since I couldn't find him at all. We reached home at 11 midnight. My husband quickly changed and sat on the couch, watching highlights of a cricket match.
I slipped out of the saree into a nightie. I jump onto the bed, feeling desperate and horny. I realized that I was horny from the moment I saw this handsome stranger in the function hall. I couldn't sleep. I headed to the hall and rested my head on my husband's lap.
I kiss his lips. I kiss lips again, seducing him. He was easy to provoke. He asks, "What happened to you today?" I said, "Nothing," and kissed his lips again. Leaving the TV blaring on, he lifts me to the bedroom. He drops me on the bed with a thud and jumps over me. He busily runs his hand all over me.
His lips hungrily kiss my lips, cheek and neck. I moan, uttering, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." He lifts the nightie high, pulling away my drenched panty in seconds. He had undone his clothes in no time and positioned his cock into me. I love him so much.
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He spoke, "The one you held onto. Was it your husband?"
Me: What for?
I was blabbering in his shadow. I don't know what to say. I wanted to stand here looking at him. But I can't. I say, "Excuse me. You misunderstood me." He spoke in a romantic low tone, "I feel like kissing you here, tasting those soft brown lips."
I stepped past him, which made my pussy sticky wet. I walked breathless, shivering, and wilder back to my group. All along, I controlled myself from turning around to look at him. I am in a different world as I walk into my husband. We three families stand in the line towards the stage.
I remembered at that instant that I had seen him before. He raced his bullet swiftly through the traffic near the function hall. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about this stranger. My eyes wandered around the crowded hall, searching for him.
I couldn't find him. I felt so dejected that I walked away from him since I couldn't find him at all. We reached home at 11 midnight. My husband quickly changed and sat on the couch, watching highlights of a cricket match.
I slipped out of the saree into a nightie. I jump onto the bed, feeling desperate and horny. I realized that I was horny from the moment I saw this handsome stranger in the function hall. I couldn't sleep. I headed to the hall and rested my head on my husband's lap.
I kiss his lips. I kiss lips again, seducing him. He was easy to provoke. He asks, "What happened to you today?" I said, "Nothing," and kissed his lips again. Leaving the TV blaring on, he lifts me to the bedroom. He drops me on the bed with a thud and jumps over me. He busily runs his hand all over me.
His lips hungrily kiss my lips, cheek and neck. I moan, uttering, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." He lifts the nightie high, pulling away my drenched panty in seconds. He had undone his clothes in no time and positioned his cock into me. I love him so much.
Tg : @hydguy01
Gmail : hydhotguy31