Adultery Pativrata Patni se Hotwife Tak - Ek safar

[Joker44]

Geeti ne aankhen dhire-dhire kholi. Body mein ab bhi ek ajeeb si halkaapan aur sukoon tha, jaise har nerve relax ho gayi ho. Sofa ke cushion uski peeth aur thighs ke neeche abhi bhi garam lag rahe the. Uska jism… bilkul nanga, thoda sticky, thoda messy… lekin har touch ka yaadgar nasha skin pe baitha hua tha.

Uski legs abhi bhi thodi open thi, inner thighs pe Deva ka thick cum ab bhi dheere-dheere slide ho raha tha. Ek halki si warmth chut ke aaspaas ab bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi—aftershocks of pure orgasm.

Uska breathing heavy tha, chest uth-raha tha har ek gehri saans ke saath. Boobs kaafi baar bounce ho chuke the, ab halka sa red aur sensitive ho chuke the. Nipples erect, thode swollen, jaise ab bhi kisi ki tongue feel kar rahe ho. Beech mein mangalsutra, uske gile skin pe chipka hua sa lag raha tha—do golden beads uske cleavage mein fas gaye the, unke beech mein thoda sa cum bhi tha, jo dheere se shine kar raha tha dim light mein.

Uska stomach pe white stains the—Deva ka nasha. Navel ke aaspaas ek thick trail bana hua tha. Thighs ke side pe scratch marks, jahan usne apne hi nails se grip banane ki koshish ki thi. Gaand pe ek side slightly red—Deva ke hard thrusts ke nishaan. Uski chut abhi bhi open si lag rahi thi, thoda puffy, sensitive, red, aur beech se creamy mess dheere se nikal raha tha. Sticky, lekin soft. Warm.

Hair messy, strands uske gaal aur neck pe chipke hue. Lips thode swollen—ek to Deva ke rough kisses se, aur dusra moaning aur biting se.

Aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. She wasn’t ashamed. She was… claimed. Loved. Used.
Aur jab usne Soham ko dekha, kuch nahi bola—sirf ek soft, tired si smile.

Jo feel ho raha tha… woh yeh tha:

Main poori tarah kisi ki ban chuki hoon. Aur fir bhi… main sirf teri hoon, Soham.