30-06-2019, 01:05 PM
She flicked open the buttons of his shorts and fly and peeled them open. His erect cock bounced out at her face, throbbing, dark-veined, already dripping with pre-cum gunk.
It was at least nine inches long and more than two inches thick. Angry veins ridged the thick shaft. His balls were heavy and low. She took her servant's penis in her fingers and began to masturbate him.
It throbbed and pulsed alive. Mukesh groaned softly and thrust his hips at her face.
"Suck it! Suck it, whore! Quickly!" he grunted.
Pumping his shaft in her slender fingers, she rolled back the foreskin and, opening her mouth, swirled her tongue about his thick cock-head. Mukesh gasped at the electric touch of her tongue on his erection.
Her tongue swept over it with a flickering serpentine action, and then she slid her lips and teeth up and down his shaft, raking it gently. Pursing her lips on her servant's cock-head, she slowly drew his penis between her lips and began to suck on the tip of his cock.
He moaned thickly. Gently, she drew his penis deeper into her mouth, her lips parting further, her cheeks hollowing, then filling with his size as it distended her face, still jerking him in her fist.
He hissed in pleasure and lifted his vest up under his arms, caressing his torso sensuously. His hairless chest was deep and muscular. Slowly, she flipped open the buttons of her blouse, immensely aroused.
"Mukesh," she mumbled, "fuck my mouth ... please."
Mukesh groaned loudly, his pulse racing, the blood pounding in his head. Bending his head, he watched, incredulous, as she sucked his cock with a visible hunger, fondling her breasts wantonly, just like the sluts he'd fucked. Only she was prettier than the best of them.
"Yes!" he gasped. "Suck it, whore! Suck it hard!"
Vaishali moaned deep in her cock-filled throat. This was like the good old days, when rough-mannered man used her body, bending her to their desire. She loved the taste and smell of his cock in her mouth as he fucked her face, pumping his hips rhythmically, fucking her face with long, easy strokes, moving his glistening cock in and out of her mouth.
Savouring the sensations of her mouth, Mukesh caressed her face and breasts, crushing them in his hands.
"Yeh ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon whore ... suck it! Ohhh uhhh yes ... c'mon! Harder!"
Growing more aroused with each passing second that she sucked his cock, goaded by his lewd love-calls, she tugged at her *sari* and let it fall loose. It rustled off her body and he stared in wonder and delight at her nakedness as she thrust her hand into her crotch and began to masturbate.
Without letting his penis out of her mouth, she opened her blouse fully and drew it off her shoulders. Her nipples were rock-hard under his palms.
Moaning and whimpering erotically, Vaishali caressed her face and breasts with his cock, lifting her head and rising on her knees, wantonly kissing and licking his hard, flat belly, sweeping her tongue through his recessed navel.
Squeezing her swollen breasts over his penis she let him fuck them, bending her head to suck and lick at the cock-head. She caressed his balls and lifted her long *mangalsutra* and scbangd the hard beads up and down his shaft.
He groaned and pushed her head back down, thrusting his hips forward, forcing his cock back deep into her mouth.
"C'mon whore! Suck harder!" he cried, rocking her face rapidly back and forth with one hand, his hips pumping, his buttocks flexing and unflexing.
His cock throbbed in her mouth and under her tongue. She sucked and licked it lasciviously.
Pre-cum gunk spurted from the long slit in its tip and she moaned, jerking his cock rapidly, opening her mouth under it, letting him see his pre-cum jizz spurt into her mouth and spatter her face and naked breasts.
"C'mon!" she moaned. "Cum in my mouth, Mukesh!"
But the young servant had sufficient experience to resist the undeniable temptation. Gasping, he pushed her head away.
Vaishali moaned softly and went down on her back on the kitchen floor and spread her legs, bending her knees and thrusting her cunt up to him in invitation.
"Come on, lover ... fuck me," she murmured obscenely. "Shove your cock into my cunt!"
In Hindi, her words were even more erotic and obscene. In his excitement, he didn't pause to wonder where she'd learned to do such things, to talk like this.
It was at least nine inches long and more than two inches thick. Angry veins ridged the thick shaft. His balls were heavy and low. She took her servant's penis in her fingers and began to masturbate him.
It throbbed and pulsed alive. Mukesh groaned softly and thrust his hips at her face.
"Suck it! Suck it, whore! Quickly!" he grunted.
Pumping his shaft in her slender fingers, she rolled back the foreskin and, opening her mouth, swirled her tongue about his thick cock-head. Mukesh gasped at the electric touch of her tongue on his erection.
Her tongue swept over it with a flickering serpentine action, and then she slid her lips and teeth up and down his shaft, raking it gently. Pursing her lips on her servant's cock-head, she slowly drew his penis between her lips and began to suck on the tip of his cock.
He moaned thickly. Gently, she drew his penis deeper into her mouth, her lips parting further, her cheeks hollowing, then filling with his size as it distended her face, still jerking him in her fist.
He hissed in pleasure and lifted his vest up under his arms, caressing his torso sensuously. His hairless chest was deep and muscular. Slowly, she flipped open the buttons of her blouse, immensely aroused.
"Mukesh," she mumbled, "fuck my mouth ... please."
Mukesh groaned loudly, his pulse racing, the blood pounding in his head. Bending his head, he watched, incredulous, as she sucked his cock with a visible hunger, fondling her breasts wantonly, just like the sluts he'd fucked. Only she was prettier than the best of them.
"Yes!" he gasped. "Suck it, whore! Suck it hard!"
Vaishali moaned deep in her cock-filled throat. This was like the good old days, when rough-mannered man used her body, bending her to their desire. She loved the taste and smell of his cock in her mouth as he fucked her face, pumping his hips rhythmically, fucking her face with long, easy strokes, moving his glistening cock in and out of her mouth.
Savouring the sensations of her mouth, Mukesh caressed her face and breasts, crushing them in his hands.
"Yeh ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon whore ... suck it! Ohhh uhhh yes ... c'mon! Harder!"
Growing more aroused with each passing second that she sucked his cock, goaded by his lewd love-calls, she tugged at her *sari* and let it fall loose. It rustled off her body and he stared in wonder and delight at her nakedness as she thrust her hand into her crotch and began to masturbate.
Without letting his penis out of her mouth, she opened her blouse fully and drew it off her shoulders. Her nipples were rock-hard under his palms.
Moaning and whimpering erotically, Vaishali caressed her face and breasts with his cock, lifting her head and rising on her knees, wantonly kissing and licking his hard, flat belly, sweeping her tongue through his recessed navel.
Squeezing her swollen breasts over his penis she let him fuck them, bending her head to suck and lick at the cock-head. She caressed his balls and lifted her long *mangalsutra* and scbangd the hard beads up and down his shaft.
He groaned and pushed her head back down, thrusting his hips forward, forcing his cock back deep into her mouth.
"C'mon whore! Suck harder!" he cried, rocking her face rapidly back and forth with one hand, his hips pumping, his buttocks flexing and unflexing.
His cock throbbed in her mouth and under her tongue. She sucked and licked it lasciviously.
Pre-cum gunk spurted from the long slit in its tip and she moaned, jerking his cock rapidly, opening her mouth under it, letting him see his pre-cum jizz spurt into her mouth and spatter her face and naked breasts.
"C'mon!" she moaned. "Cum in my mouth, Mukesh!"
But the young servant had sufficient experience to resist the undeniable temptation. Gasping, he pushed her head away.
Vaishali moaned softly and went down on her back on the kitchen floor and spread her legs, bending her knees and thrusting her cunt up to him in invitation.
"Come on, lover ... fuck me," she murmured obscenely. "Shove your cock into my cunt!"
In Hindi, her words were even more erotic and obscene. In his excitement, he didn't pause to wonder where she'd learned to do such things, to talk like this.
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