30-06-2019, 01:03 PM
Vaishali was down on her knees before Bahadur now and, with her eyes raised to his, watching his face, she held his cock in her hand and then her tongue shot out and coiled serpentine over his enormous cock-head.
Bahadur's breath hissed in his throat and his belly sucked in sharply, his hips lurching, his buttocks flexing. Her tongue hovered on his cock-head, then drew a line down the under side of his throbbing shaft, swirled over his balls.
She ducked her head under the pendulous balls and slowly drew them into her mouth, one by one, sucking gently. Bahadur gasped, his hands on her head, rocking back on his feet, his head arching back with a look of wonder on his face.
Her head dipped lower and Bahadur realized her intention, and his legs spread and he leaned forward a bit with his knees bending deeply.
Vaishali thrust her face steeply upward beneath him like a suckling calf and prised apart the globes of his taut buttocks.
"OHHHHHHH!" the man gasped as her tongue swirled out and at his anus. Her face pressed it deeply, her mouth wide, her tongue flickering and rolling and roiling and swirling and Bahadur's hips trembled with delight. He began to jerk his cock hard.
She realised and at once straightened before him and took the cock from him. This time, she took him deep in her mouth and Bahadur cried out, his head snapping back.
"AHHHHHHH ... uhhhh ... AHHHHHH!" he cried.
His hand went behind her head, entwining in her long, thick plait, curling about her neck and jerking it forward to his hips. His knees bent and he began to ram-fuck her mouth.
She expected it, and took it smoothly and without effort, sucking him hard and quick with her head rocking rapidly to and fro, back and forth, to and fro, back and forth, her cheeks billowing and hollowing, her face distended and distorted, his cock running deep into her mouth.
The fucking of her face was exciting her, for one hand was on her breasts, mauling them in excitement, the other between her legs.
"OHHHHHhh uhhhh OHHHhhh uhhh ... Suck it hard, bitch! Suck it hard!" he gasped.
Her horniness could be denied no longer. She flung herself onto her back on the floor, panting and gasping, her fingers and lips shining with his precum gunk and jerked him down with her.
"C'mon, Bahadur," she gasped, "now lick my slit!"
He was in a frenzy and she gasped and cried out as he sucked her breasts hard, biting her nipples, sucking hard, scbanging them against his teeth, squeezing them together and taking both in at once, making a deep cleavage.
Then he slid down and her legs forked and arched over his shoulders and she clawed her cunt-lips open for him. Bahadur thrust his face between her legs and Vaishali's body arched in a steep bow, her head flying back, her hands on his head, her fingers clenching his hair.
"OHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned, "OHHH ... UNHHHH ... OHHHH ... OHHHHHHH
... uhhhhhh ... ahh uhhh yes uhhhhh uhhhhh ahh uhhh yes uhhhh!"
He tongue-fucked her hard and quickly, his head rolling from side to side, her hips bucking at his face, her shoulders hunched, her breasts bunched together.
She moaned and hissed, her head flipping from side to side in unfaked ecstasy, her hips grinding up at his face, writhing and rolling under him.
Feverish with lust now, the slut tugged him up and kissed him hard, biting his lip, his shoulder, jerking his tunic off his shoulders, clenching his back as he moved between her legs and fumbled for her cunt with his cock.
She spread her legs wide on either side of his lean hips, lifting her knees, her feet on the backs of his knees, and then reached down, guiding his cock to her opening. He found it and surged deep into her with a cry.
"AHHHHHHUHHHAHHAHHHHHHHHHHH!" he moaned, ramming deep into her.
"UNHHHHHHH ... OHHHHHHH!" she cried, clawing at him and arching in a fierce bow beneath him. Her legs climbed up his back, her hands fell wide ... and her fingers closed on the whistle and cord that had hung from his epaulet.
Bahadur was ram-fucking her desperately, his hips rising and falling, plunging and pistoning, hammering back and forth with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer.
His mighty cock thundered in and out, in and out, reaming and ramming and slamming and jamming and squeezing into her, rivening her cunt-lips wide open, rising and bucking and bouncing up and down, up and down, up and down, faster and faster, harder and deeper, buttocks flexing and unflexing.
She was responding in kind, heaving and bucking in a frenzy under him, her head arched back, crying out constantly, tendons popping in her neck, her face flushed, her body jiggling her breasts jiggling, the gold necklace tossing on her flesh.
Her frenzied fingers clawed at him, and then slid down to his buttocks, clenching them, tugging them open and then, as Pankaj watched thunderstruck, she shoved the thick cord of the whistle into Bahadur's anus, at the same time heaving her hips up to his and jerking his butt down to force his cock deep into her cunt.
Bahadur reacted as though an electric prod had been stuck up his arse. He bellowed and gasped, his head arching back, his hips lunging down in a mighty, rushing thrust that drove the breath from her.
He quivered inside her, tense and taut, and she moaned, and began to move the cord, drawing it out, then shoving it back in, drawing it out again.
He went wild, and began to slam his hips up and down, his muscles popping and cording, his body streaming with sweat, and she began to orgasm under him, gasping and mewing and crying out and lurching up to him.
He crashed into her and she sensed his orgasm and suddenly jerked the cord out of his anus. Bahadur cried out and his body shook with tension and then he jerked out of her and his cock spat its load, shooting thick gobs of jizz all over her belly and breasts and thighs.
It was relentless and, for Pankaj, devastating. She seemed to be insatiable, a nymphomaniac of the kind that he had only fantasized about, never imagining he would actually know one.
She could not seem to get enough of it, no matter what they did to her.
After Bahadur had done with her, Vaishali moved back to the bed, and now she seemed to be moving in some erotic trance.
Bahadur's breath hissed in his throat and his belly sucked in sharply, his hips lurching, his buttocks flexing. Her tongue hovered on his cock-head, then drew a line down the under side of his throbbing shaft, swirled over his balls.
She ducked her head under the pendulous balls and slowly drew them into her mouth, one by one, sucking gently. Bahadur gasped, his hands on her head, rocking back on his feet, his head arching back with a look of wonder on his face.
Her head dipped lower and Bahadur realized her intention, and his legs spread and he leaned forward a bit with his knees bending deeply.
Vaishali thrust her face steeply upward beneath him like a suckling calf and prised apart the globes of his taut buttocks.
"OHHHHHHH!" the man gasped as her tongue swirled out and at his anus. Her face pressed it deeply, her mouth wide, her tongue flickering and rolling and roiling and swirling and Bahadur's hips trembled with delight. He began to jerk his cock hard.
She realised and at once straightened before him and took the cock from him. This time, she took him deep in her mouth and Bahadur cried out, his head snapping back.
"AHHHHHHH ... uhhhh ... AHHHHHH!" he cried.
His hand went behind her head, entwining in her long, thick plait, curling about her neck and jerking it forward to his hips. His knees bent and he began to ram-fuck her mouth.
She expected it, and took it smoothly and without effort, sucking him hard and quick with her head rocking rapidly to and fro, back and forth, to and fro, back and forth, her cheeks billowing and hollowing, her face distended and distorted, his cock running deep into her mouth.
The fucking of her face was exciting her, for one hand was on her breasts, mauling them in excitement, the other between her legs.
"OHHHHHhh uhhhh OHHHhhh uhhh ... Suck it hard, bitch! Suck it hard!" he gasped.
Her horniness could be denied no longer. She flung herself onto her back on the floor, panting and gasping, her fingers and lips shining with his precum gunk and jerked him down with her.
"C'mon, Bahadur," she gasped, "now lick my slit!"
He was in a frenzy and she gasped and cried out as he sucked her breasts hard, biting her nipples, sucking hard, scbanging them against his teeth, squeezing them together and taking both in at once, making a deep cleavage.
Then he slid down and her legs forked and arched over his shoulders and she clawed her cunt-lips open for him. Bahadur thrust his face between her legs and Vaishali's body arched in a steep bow, her head flying back, her hands on his head, her fingers clenching his hair.
"OHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned, "OHHH ... UNHHHH ... OHHHH ... OHHHHHHH
... uhhhhhh ... ahh uhhh yes uhhhhh uhhhhh ahh uhhh yes uhhhh!"
He tongue-fucked her hard and quickly, his head rolling from side to side, her hips bucking at his face, her shoulders hunched, her breasts bunched together.
She moaned and hissed, her head flipping from side to side in unfaked ecstasy, her hips grinding up at his face, writhing and rolling under him.
Feverish with lust now, the slut tugged him up and kissed him hard, biting his lip, his shoulder, jerking his tunic off his shoulders, clenching his back as he moved between her legs and fumbled for her cunt with his cock.
She spread her legs wide on either side of his lean hips, lifting her knees, her feet on the backs of his knees, and then reached down, guiding his cock to her opening. He found it and surged deep into her with a cry.
"AHHHHHHUHHHAHHAHHHHHHHHHHH!" he moaned, ramming deep into her.
"UNHHHHHHH ... OHHHHHHH!" she cried, clawing at him and arching in a fierce bow beneath him. Her legs climbed up his back, her hands fell wide ... and her fingers closed on the whistle and cord that had hung from his epaulet.
Bahadur was ram-fucking her desperately, his hips rising and falling, plunging and pistoning, hammering back and forth with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer.
His mighty cock thundered in and out, in and out, reaming and ramming and slamming and jamming and squeezing into her, rivening her cunt-lips wide open, rising and bucking and bouncing up and down, up and down, up and down, faster and faster, harder and deeper, buttocks flexing and unflexing.
She was responding in kind, heaving and bucking in a frenzy under him, her head arched back, crying out constantly, tendons popping in her neck, her face flushed, her body jiggling her breasts jiggling, the gold necklace tossing on her flesh.
Her frenzied fingers clawed at him, and then slid down to his buttocks, clenching them, tugging them open and then, as Pankaj watched thunderstruck, she shoved the thick cord of the whistle into Bahadur's anus, at the same time heaving her hips up to his and jerking his butt down to force his cock deep into her cunt.
Bahadur reacted as though an electric prod had been stuck up his arse. He bellowed and gasped, his head arching back, his hips lunging down in a mighty, rushing thrust that drove the breath from her.
He quivered inside her, tense and taut, and she moaned, and began to move the cord, drawing it out, then shoving it back in, drawing it out again.
He went wild, and began to slam his hips up and down, his muscles popping and cording, his body streaming with sweat, and she began to orgasm under him, gasping and mewing and crying out and lurching up to him.
He crashed into her and she sensed his orgasm and suddenly jerked the cord out of his anus. Bahadur cried out and his body shook with tension and then he jerked out of her and his cock spat its load, shooting thick gobs of jizz all over her belly and breasts and thighs.
It was relentless and, for Pankaj, devastating. She seemed to be insatiable, a nymphomaniac of the kind that he had only fantasized about, never imagining he would actually know one.
She could not seem to get enough of it, no matter what they did to her.
After Bahadur had done with her, Vaishali moved back to the bed, and now she seemed to be moving in some erotic trance.
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