30-12-2018, 12:32 AM
Kasturi's body has already given up the resistance. Had he applied any force and made her all naked in a flash...was a possibility. The supressed desire between her legs was once again burning. She too wanted only one thing.
Maksood was mesmerised by how divine and delicate her body was...a slightly rougher brushing of skin to skin made her squeal and moan. Her back perfectly parted and curved out as if the sculpture had be drawn out by the best artist ever.
He had his lips all over her back. But he was far from satisfaction...he wanted all of it.
He held his palm against her cheek and twisted her neck...and started rough kissing her cheeks. In this way it was not possible to kiss her the way he wanted...so he shifted his focus somewhere else.
He slipped his hand down and placed his plam on back of her palm... sqeezing her breasts... asking her to let go of her covers and let him see it all. But she wasn't giving up that easily...making him even madder for her. He wanted to take her in full control.
So he got up and pushed her down against her back on the sofa...and weighed her down under his 90 kgs frame. He had his thighs trapped her legs in between...and he already had her wrists in his hands.
It didn't took much of his force to take her hands off her breasts...but the fabric was still there. Kasturi was trying her best to get rid of his clutches...and save her modesty from this heavy monster. Her eyes were closed.
But he wanted to play with her...his kissing resumed... marking her all over neck...he left his love mark on left shoulder... Merciless mad lover he was.
"Uncle...Uncle...what are you doing to my mother...please leave her...let her go...Mama..mama.. Uncle..." It was Shweta...who was standing beside the boy now.
Kasturi looked as if she somebody has taken the food off her mouth. So did for Maksood. He wasn't pleased at all. He lowered his face once again.
"Heyy...Not now...not in front of kids." Kasturi replied.
She placed her hands back on her bulbs and got back on her hounches.
Maksood who had his shaft all rocketed...got up to adjust himself. His back was against children and he took his shaft out to show to the lady.
He was bigg. He winked at her and put it back in his underwear.
"Dad...what were you doing to Aunty ?" The son asked.
"Nothing Son...I was giving her candy." He replied picking him up in his lap.
"But why were you on top of her." He aksed.
"She stole it from me and hid it in her blouse...so I was looking for it." He replied.
"Why don't you go and play for sometime...have you shown Shweta your room ?" Maksood asked.
Kasturi had adjusted her dress already and she was up on her feet.
Maksood held her wrist and pushed her down... making her sit again on the couch.
As soon as the kids left.
Maksood once again cleared his intentions...he pulled her back in his lap...and sqeezed her to him. His left hand held her back while his right was placed on her ass. Caressing and giving Gentle spanks. He pulled her up and placed his lips on her. Devouring her. Possessing her. Tasting the sweetness of her. His tongue in awe of the best thing it ever tested in the whole lifetime.
He undid her Blouse's hook once again...and the bra too. He took the both of them out and threw them away...it was only her black chiffon through which he was seeing her juicy mangoes...which not only were big...but they had juices in them too.
And soon his lips were spread over her left one. Kasturi held her big face as he sucked the milk off her breasts.
He let her go...once assured that he drank all of it.
Kasturi dbangd herself back. As the servants signalled the food will be arriving soon.
They finished lunch and despite all his efforts...Shweta was determined to go home...she had a fight with the boy. Maksood pinned Kasturi on the wall and kissed her hard for the final time of the day.
Maksood was mesmerised by how divine and delicate her body was...a slightly rougher brushing of skin to skin made her squeal and moan. Her back perfectly parted and curved out as if the sculpture had be drawn out by the best artist ever.
He had his lips all over her back. But he was far from satisfaction...he wanted all of it.
He held his palm against her cheek and twisted her neck...and started rough kissing her cheeks. In this way it was not possible to kiss her the way he wanted...so he shifted his focus somewhere else.
He slipped his hand down and placed his plam on back of her palm... sqeezing her breasts... asking her to let go of her covers and let him see it all. But she wasn't giving up that easily...making him even madder for her. He wanted to take her in full control.
So he got up and pushed her down against her back on the sofa...and weighed her down under his 90 kgs frame. He had his thighs trapped her legs in between...and he already had her wrists in his hands.
It didn't took much of his force to take her hands off her breasts...but the fabric was still there. Kasturi was trying her best to get rid of his clutches...and save her modesty from this heavy monster. Her eyes were closed.
But he wanted to play with her...his kissing resumed... marking her all over neck...he left his love mark on left shoulder... Merciless mad lover he was.
"Uncle...Uncle...what are you doing to my mother...please leave her...let her go...Mama..mama.. Uncle..." It was Shweta...who was standing beside the boy now.
Kasturi looked as if she somebody has taken the food off her mouth. So did for Maksood. He wasn't pleased at all. He lowered his face once again.
"Heyy...Not now...not in front of kids." Kasturi replied.
She placed her hands back on her bulbs and got back on her hounches.
Maksood who had his shaft all rocketed...got up to adjust himself. His back was against children and he took his shaft out to show to the lady.
He was bigg. He winked at her and put it back in his underwear.
"Dad...what were you doing to Aunty ?" The son asked.
"Nothing Son...I was giving her candy." He replied picking him up in his lap.
"But why were you on top of her." He aksed.
"She stole it from me and hid it in her blouse...so I was looking for it." He replied.
"Why don't you go and play for sometime...have you shown Shweta your room ?" Maksood asked.
Kasturi had adjusted her dress already and she was up on her feet.
Maksood held her wrist and pushed her down... making her sit again on the couch.
As soon as the kids left.
Maksood once again cleared his intentions...he pulled her back in his lap...and sqeezed her to him. His left hand held her back while his right was placed on her ass. Caressing and giving Gentle spanks. He pulled her up and placed his lips on her. Devouring her. Possessing her. Tasting the sweetness of her. His tongue in awe of the best thing it ever tested in the whole lifetime.
He undid her Blouse's hook once again...and the bra too. He took the both of them out and threw them away...it was only her black chiffon through which he was seeing her juicy mangoes...which not only were big...but they had juices in them too.
And soon his lips were spread over her left one. Kasturi held her big face as he sucked the milk off her breasts.
He let her go...once assured that he drank all of it.
Kasturi dbangd herself back. As the servants signalled the food will be arriving soon.
They finished lunch and despite all his efforts...Shweta was determined to go home...she had a fight with the boy. Maksood pinned Kasturi on the wall and kissed her hard for the final time of the day.
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