18-05-2024, 01:30 PM
Garima didn't notice that there was a third person in the house. The hotel manager Pratap, who was supposed to make sure that everything went as per plan, was crouched in the kitchen, watching through a small hole in the wall. He could hear every moan and every gasp that escaped Garima's lips as Birju teased and seduced her. His heart raced with excitement, knowing that he would soon capture this intimate moment on video. He checked his phone battery to make sure it was fully charged and ready to record.
He knew this video would be a hit and he can make money out of it. It was common among villagers to share the good porn videos for money through phone. The fact that it wasnt some random woman on internet but a guest to their village and a friend of the family made it even more exciting. He could easily sell for atleast 100rs per view.
Garima moaned loudly, her hips bucking against Birju's touch. Her body was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by pleasure. She could feel Birju's fingers moving lower still, tracing a path down to her core. She gasped as he parted her lips, his touch sending waves of heat coursing through her.
Pratap, hidden in the kitchen, couldn't believe what he was seeing. His heart raced with excitement as he watched Garima lose control under Birju's skilled touch. He glanced down at his phone again, making sure the video was still recording. He could see the look of desire and passion on Garima's face, and it was clear that she was enjoying every moment of it.
As Birju continued to tease her, Garima arched her back, her fingers digging into the sheets. She felt as if her body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with need. She couldn't believe how good it felt, how much she wanted more. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking against Birju's hand.
"That's it, Garima," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Let go... give in to it."
As if in a daze, Garima watched as Birju slowly removed her blouse button by button, revealing her creamy skin beneath. She felt a rush of heat course through her as he unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, lifting them to his mouth, and teased her nipples with his tongue. Garima arched her back, moaning loudly. She could feel every inch of her body on fire, craving his touch.
Birju sucked on her nipples, drawing them deep into his mouth and rolling them between his teeth.Garima moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. The sensation was almost too much to bear; she felt as if she were floating, disconnected from reality. As he continued to tease her breasts, she arched her back, her fingers digging into his hair.
He moved lower still, kissing his way down her stomach, teasing her navel with his tongue. Garima shivered with pleasure, her body tense and alive with anticipation. She felt his fingers tracing the outline of her panties, teasing her even more as they slid them down over her hips. She gasped as they finally came off, revealing her to him fully.
Birju's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her naked pussy, trimmed neatly unlike the bushes the village women had. He bent down and inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent that emanated from her. Then, without further hesitation, he pressed his lips against her, parting her folds with his teeth. Garima cried out, her hips bucking wildly as he began to lick and suckle her.
The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced; it was as if every nerve ending in her body was on fire. She arched her back off the bed, her fingers digging into Birju's hair, urging him on. He continued to feast on her, his tongue dancing around her clit, teasing and taunting her until she was sure she could bear it no longer.
As she felt herself building toward an explosive climax, Garima closed her eyes and threw her head back, moaning loudly. Her body tensed and convulsed beneath him, her pleasure overwhelming her senses. Birju kept up his relentless assault on her sensitive flesh, lapping up every drop of her sweet nectar as it flowed freely from her.
Pratap, still hidden in the kitchen, watched in awe as the passion between them played out before him. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to be able to witness such an intimate moment. He felt a mixture of envy and excitement as he watched Garima writhe in pleasure beneath Birju's skilled touch.
Garima felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her as the intensity of her orgasm began to subside. She lay panting on the bed, her body spent, but still tingling with desire.
Birju climbed up beside her, his erection straining against his underwear. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with love and adoration. He carefully removed his underwear, revealing his hard, throbbing cock to her. She felt a surge of excitement coursing through her veins as she looked at him.
As he positioned himself between her legs, she felt a mixture of anticipation and fear. She had never been with a man before. She used to tease Gauri about her first night when she broke the news of getting engaged. Now she was about to experience it herself just a day before her wedding.
Meanwhile,in the other side of the village, the baraat of the bridegroom has arrived. The music fills the air as the men dance their way towards the wedding hall.Gauri, dressed in a red and gold sari, is nervous but excited about getting married. She can't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the whole process. Her father, impatient with the slow progress of the preparations, keeps glancing at his watch, making sure everything is on schedule.
As the baraat reaches the hall, the women inside break into song and dance, welcoming the groom and his party. Gauri's heart skips a beat when she sees the bridegroom, standing amidst the crowd of men. He looks handsome in his traditional attire, and she can't help but feel her cheeks flush with a mixture of happiness and anticipation.
In this commotion,noone had noticed that Garima didnt arrive to the wedding hall.Gauri and her father had cajoled Garima's dad to allow her to attend the wedding and her father called Garimas father to assure he will treat like own daughter etc. But she was left in the hands of the wastrel Birju who was doing the worst that can ever happen to any virgin unmarried girl.
He knew this video would be a hit and he can make money out of it. It was common among villagers to share the good porn videos for money through phone. The fact that it wasnt some random woman on internet but a guest to their village and a friend of the family made it even more exciting. He could easily sell for atleast 100rs per view.
Garima moaned loudly, her hips bucking against Birju's touch. Her body was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by pleasure. She could feel Birju's fingers moving lower still, tracing a path down to her core. She gasped as he parted her lips, his touch sending waves of heat coursing through her.
Pratap, hidden in the kitchen, couldn't believe what he was seeing. His heart raced with excitement as he watched Garima lose control under Birju's skilled touch. He glanced down at his phone again, making sure the video was still recording. He could see the look of desire and passion on Garima's face, and it was clear that she was enjoying every moment of it.
As Birju continued to tease her, Garima arched her back, her fingers digging into the sheets. She felt as if her body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with need. She couldn't believe how good it felt, how much she wanted more. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking against Birju's hand.
"That's it, Garima," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Let go... give in to it."
As if in a daze, Garima watched as Birju slowly removed her blouse button by button, revealing her creamy skin beneath. She felt a rush of heat course through her as he unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, lifting them to his mouth, and teased her nipples with his tongue. Garima arched her back, moaning loudly. She could feel every inch of her body on fire, craving his touch.
Birju sucked on her nipples, drawing them deep into his mouth and rolling them between his teeth.Garima moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. The sensation was almost too much to bear; she felt as if she were floating, disconnected from reality. As he continued to tease her breasts, she arched her back, her fingers digging into his hair.
He moved lower still, kissing his way down her stomach, teasing her navel with his tongue. Garima shivered with pleasure, her body tense and alive with anticipation. She felt his fingers tracing the outline of her panties, teasing her even more as they slid them down over her hips. She gasped as they finally came off, revealing her to him fully.
Birju's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her naked pussy, trimmed neatly unlike the bushes the village women had. He bent down and inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent that emanated from her. Then, without further hesitation, he pressed his lips against her, parting her folds with his teeth. Garima cried out, her hips bucking wildly as he began to lick and suckle her.
The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced; it was as if every nerve ending in her body was on fire. She arched her back off the bed, her fingers digging into Birju's hair, urging him on. He continued to feast on her, his tongue dancing around her clit, teasing and taunting her until she was sure she could bear it no longer.
As she felt herself building toward an explosive climax, Garima closed her eyes and threw her head back, moaning loudly. Her body tensed and convulsed beneath him, her pleasure overwhelming her senses. Birju kept up his relentless assault on her sensitive flesh, lapping up every drop of her sweet nectar as it flowed freely from her.
Pratap, still hidden in the kitchen, watched in awe as the passion between them played out before him. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to be able to witness such an intimate moment. He felt a mixture of envy and excitement as he watched Garima writhe in pleasure beneath Birju's skilled touch.
Garima felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her as the intensity of her orgasm began to subside. She lay panting on the bed, her body spent, but still tingling with desire.
Birju climbed up beside her, his erection straining against his underwear. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with love and adoration. He carefully removed his underwear, revealing his hard, throbbing cock to her. She felt a surge of excitement coursing through her veins as she looked at him.
As he positioned himself between her legs, she felt a mixture of anticipation and fear. She had never been with a man before. She used to tease Gauri about her first night when she broke the news of getting engaged. Now she was about to experience it herself just a day before her wedding.
Meanwhile,in the other side of the village, the baraat of the bridegroom has arrived. The music fills the air as the men dance their way towards the wedding hall.Gauri, dressed in a red and gold sari, is nervous but excited about getting married. She can't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the whole process. Her father, impatient with the slow progress of the preparations, keeps glancing at his watch, making sure everything is on schedule.
As the baraat reaches the hall, the women inside break into song and dance, welcoming the groom and his party. Gauri's heart skips a beat when she sees the bridegroom, standing amidst the crowd of men. He looks handsome in his traditional attire, and she can't help but feel her cheeks flush with a mixture of happiness and anticipation.
In this commotion,noone had noticed that Garima didnt arrive to the wedding hall.Gauri and her father had cajoled Garima's dad to allow her to attend the wedding and her father called Garimas father to assure he will treat like own daughter etc. But she was left in the hands of the wastrel Birju who was doing the worst that can ever happen to any virgin unmarried girl.
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