30-06-2019, 02:33 PM
"Oh god yes ... fuck me ... fuck my ass! Fuck me, *saheb* ... do it!" she moaned.
Jayant butt-fucked the maid slowly and lovingly, stroking his cock gently in and out of her ass. She gasped and cried out, moaning and whimpering, rocking and jerking under him, begging for him never to stop. He went on and on, fucking her ass for a good fifteen minutes, in which time she passed through half a dozen violent orgasms as he fondled her clitoris with two fingers, squeezed her breasts, and rocked deep into her anus.
Her body rocked and jerked and swung under his. Her face was contorted in a rictus of lust. Her pendulous breasts swung and her *mangalsutra* slid up and down her neck. She bent more steeply, lifting her buttocks higher, spreading her legs wider and he straddled her hips and bent over her like a hairpin, understanding her need.
His hips began swinging faster and faster and her face twisted and contorted, her eyes shut, her mouth torn open, moans and gasps and loud cries ripping from her throat as his penis pistoned and plunged in and out her anus, plundering her flesh.
"OHHHHH YES YES YES Ohhh god yes ... Fuck me! Fuck my ass, *saheb*, do it!" Hansa gasped.
Jayant pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, tongued her ear. She twisted her face to his and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, gripping her breasts and squeezing hard. She writhed under him, her buttocks squirming against his loins as his cock went in and out of her cunt.
Faster and faster he moved, his thighs and balls slapping at her buttocks, his cock glistening as it went in and out of her ass, emerging and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips bucking and bobbing. In and out, in and out he went with a rasping squelch.
"God, you're fantastic," he gasped, his tongue hot in her ear again. "I want to fuck you forever."
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh god yes!"
"C'mon ... take it ... take it whore ... take it!"
"Ohhh yes! Fuck me! Yes, *saheb*, yes! Fuck my ass, *saheb*, please!"
Her body was slippery with sweat, and smelled sweetly musky and erotic. He moved faster, arching his head, his handsome body cording with strain, his hands on her hips and the small of her back, moving her body back and forth under his.
He groaned, his eyes half-closed and rocked in and out of her faster and faster. Thrusting a hand under her belly, he fingered her gorged clitoris. Hansa exploded violently and her anus convulsed helplessly on his pistoning penis. Her hips swayed and ground and writhed against his.
At last, he relented and, sliding smoothly into her, held fast, quivering in pleasure, sighing in satisfaction as the heat erupted from his cock and spewed into her ass. Still ejaculating, he slid smoothly out of her, making her gasp at the sudden release of pressure. His cock spurted jizz over her buttocks and thighs and back. He spattered her anus, sticky and lubricated, with more jizz. Hansa bit her lower lip and groaned softly.
His cock was still erect and he squeezed it slowly back into her asshole. She gasped, lurching and falling forward. Her body sank and he descended with her, his cock impaling her anus. She groaned and writhed, pinned under him and he fucked her ass again for a few minutes, slowly pushing his cock in and out of her asshole, his groin slapping at her buttocks. Hansa gasped, her face contorting, her face writhing as the enormous penis seared and burned in her rear channel. Jayant thrust his hands under her body and crushed her breasts.
Bent over her, he nuzzled the nape of her smooth, long neck, tongued her ear. Hansa whimpered and sucked greedily on his tongue when he kissed her. Gently, he eased out of her anus. She moaned in delight under him and he squeezed his cock into her cunt again. She was wet and hot and ready and eager for him.
"Yes," she whimpered. "Fuck me again, *saheb* ... don't stop fucking me."
She stretched her legs and lay flat on her front on the bed. Jayant grunted and rose on powerful outstretched arms, spreading his legs wide on either side of her body. Lifting himself on his toes, he paused, his muscles taking the strain of the position smoothly and easily. Then he took a deep breath and with a deep sigh of pleasure, flexed his buttocks slowly and let his hips sink.
His cock ran into her cunt like a hot knife into butter. Hansa gasped, her face twisting and contorting in joy and her buttocks jerked and rose up to meet his cock in descent. He plunged into her cunt, going in deeper and deeper, his head arching slowly and then, with his cock deep in her cunt, he paused. Hansa groaned, her body arched, tensed, her buttocks lifted high.
Then he lifted up out of her and she gasped at the slow, exquisite release in pressure; and then his hips sank again and his cock pierced her flesh. Again and again, and in and out and soon he hit a rhythm with deep, long, penetrating thrusts, plunging his cock in and out of her cunt. Hansa gasped and cried out and moved with him like a thoroughbred.
"Oh ma oh ma oh ma Ohhh unhhh!" she gasped.
Faster and faster he moved, his body rocking up and down, his groin and thighs slamming and slapping at her quivering, bouncing buttocks.
"Ohhh fuck yes! Take it! Take it, whore! Take my cock, whore!" he cried.
Faster and faster he went, hammering greedily at her creamy flesh and she writhed and thrashed under him as the fires grew and spread, moaning and gasping as her orgasm loomed and approached, a fireball in her head. His buttocks bounced furiously, his hips snapped and swung up and down and now he was ramming and reaming madly into her, panting and gasping, reaming his enormous cock into her cunt.
Her orgasm broke and instantly, he jerked out of her, making her gasp and cry out in shocked disbelief. He dropped to his knees, jerked her hips up and, opening her buttocks, pushed his cock into her anus in a long, smooth thrust. Hansa's mouth tore open and she shrieked softly, her anus and cunt convulsing frantically as the huge penis ran into the hot clonic tightness of her anus.
Jayant stroked slowly in and out of her anus till her orgasm passed and then he slid out of her and turned her on her back. Pulling her legs wide apart, lifting them high, folding her body in half, he bent over her and entered her again. Hansa moaned deliriously and squeezed her breasts in frantic excitement.
"Ohhh god yes!" she cried, her body hot and trembling with lust. "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, *saheb*! Fuck me hard! *Chodho mhane* ... *jorma chodho*!"
Jayant fucked her for another hour or more, relentlessly driving her from one orgasm to another, till she was soaked in sweat, whimpering and gasping, totally drained. He came repeatedly, in her cunt, in her mouth, in her anus again, over her breasts and belly. No matter what he did, she was unable to resist. The joy was indescribable, beyond compare. But then, that was to be expected of this man, her lover, her master, her god.
End of Part 8 HER LOVER, HER MASTER
Next Part 9 FIVE PEONS IN A ROW
Jayant butt-fucked the maid slowly and lovingly, stroking his cock gently in and out of her ass. She gasped and cried out, moaning and whimpering, rocking and jerking under him, begging for him never to stop. He went on and on, fucking her ass for a good fifteen minutes, in which time she passed through half a dozen violent orgasms as he fondled her clitoris with two fingers, squeezed her breasts, and rocked deep into her anus.
Her body rocked and jerked and swung under his. Her face was contorted in a rictus of lust. Her pendulous breasts swung and her *mangalsutra* slid up and down her neck. She bent more steeply, lifting her buttocks higher, spreading her legs wider and he straddled her hips and bent over her like a hairpin, understanding her need.
His hips began swinging faster and faster and her face twisted and contorted, her eyes shut, her mouth torn open, moans and gasps and loud cries ripping from her throat as his penis pistoned and plunged in and out her anus, plundering her flesh.
"OHHHHH YES YES YES Ohhh god yes ... Fuck me! Fuck my ass, *saheb*, do it!" Hansa gasped.
Jayant pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, tongued her ear. She twisted her face to his and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, gripping her breasts and squeezing hard. She writhed under him, her buttocks squirming against his loins as his cock went in and out of her cunt.
Faster and faster he moved, his thighs and balls slapping at her buttocks, his cock glistening as it went in and out of her ass, emerging and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips bucking and bobbing. In and out, in and out he went with a rasping squelch.
"God, you're fantastic," he gasped, his tongue hot in her ear again. "I want to fuck you forever."
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh god yes!"
"C'mon ... take it ... take it whore ... take it!"
"Ohhh yes! Fuck me! Yes, *saheb*, yes! Fuck my ass, *saheb*, please!"
Her body was slippery with sweat, and smelled sweetly musky and erotic. He moved faster, arching his head, his handsome body cording with strain, his hands on her hips and the small of her back, moving her body back and forth under his.
He groaned, his eyes half-closed and rocked in and out of her faster and faster. Thrusting a hand under her belly, he fingered her gorged clitoris. Hansa exploded violently and her anus convulsed helplessly on his pistoning penis. Her hips swayed and ground and writhed against his.
At last, he relented and, sliding smoothly into her, held fast, quivering in pleasure, sighing in satisfaction as the heat erupted from his cock and spewed into her ass. Still ejaculating, he slid smoothly out of her, making her gasp at the sudden release of pressure. His cock spurted jizz over her buttocks and thighs and back. He spattered her anus, sticky and lubricated, with more jizz. Hansa bit her lower lip and groaned softly.
His cock was still erect and he squeezed it slowly back into her asshole. She gasped, lurching and falling forward. Her body sank and he descended with her, his cock impaling her anus. She groaned and writhed, pinned under him and he fucked her ass again for a few minutes, slowly pushing his cock in and out of her asshole, his groin slapping at her buttocks. Hansa gasped, her face contorting, her face writhing as the enormous penis seared and burned in her rear channel. Jayant thrust his hands under her body and crushed her breasts.
Bent over her, he nuzzled the nape of her smooth, long neck, tongued her ear. Hansa whimpered and sucked greedily on his tongue when he kissed her. Gently, he eased out of her anus. She moaned in delight under him and he squeezed his cock into her cunt again. She was wet and hot and ready and eager for him.
"Yes," she whimpered. "Fuck me again, *saheb* ... don't stop fucking me."
She stretched her legs and lay flat on her front on the bed. Jayant grunted and rose on powerful outstretched arms, spreading his legs wide on either side of her body. Lifting himself on his toes, he paused, his muscles taking the strain of the position smoothly and easily. Then he took a deep breath and with a deep sigh of pleasure, flexed his buttocks slowly and let his hips sink.
His cock ran into her cunt like a hot knife into butter. Hansa gasped, her face twisting and contorting in joy and her buttocks jerked and rose up to meet his cock in descent. He plunged into her cunt, going in deeper and deeper, his head arching slowly and then, with his cock deep in her cunt, he paused. Hansa groaned, her body arched, tensed, her buttocks lifted high.
Then he lifted up out of her and she gasped at the slow, exquisite release in pressure; and then his hips sank again and his cock pierced her flesh. Again and again, and in and out and soon he hit a rhythm with deep, long, penetrating thrusts, plunging his cock in and out of her cunt. Hansa gasped and cried out and moved with him like a thoroughbred.
"Oh ma oh ma oh ma Ohhh unhhh!" she gasped.
Faster and faster he moved, his body rocking up and down, his groin and thighs slamming and slapping at her quivering, bouncing buttocks.
"Ohhh fuck yes! Take it! Take it, whore! Take my cock, whore!" he cried.
Faster and faster he went, hammering greedily at her creamy flesh and she writhed and thrashed under him as the fires grew and spread, moaning and gasping as her orgasm loomed and approached, a fireball in her head. His buttocks bounced furiously, his hips snapped and swung up and down and now he was ramming and reaming madly into her, panting and gasping, reaming his enormous cock into her cunt.
Her orgasm broke and instantly, he jerked out of her, making her gasp and cry out in shocked disbelief. He dropped to his knees, jerked her hips up and, opening her buttocks, pushed his cock into her anus in a long, smooth thrust. Hansa's mouth tore open and she shrieked softly, her anus and cunt convulsing frantically as the huge penis ran into the hot clonic tightness of her anus.
Jayant stroked slowly in and out of her anus till her orgasm passed and then he slid out of her and turned her on her back. Pulling her legs wide apart, lifting them high, folding her body in half, he bent over her and entered her again. Hansa moaned deliriously and squeezed her breasts in frantic excitement.
"Ohhh god yes!" she cried, her body hot and trembling with lust. "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, *saheb*! Fuck me hard! *Chodho mhane* ... *jorma chodho*!"
Jayant fucked her for another hour or more, relentlessly driving her from one orgasm to another, till she was soaked in sweat, whimpering and gasping, totally drained. He came repeatedly, in her cunt, in her mouth, in her anus again, over her breasts and belly. No matter what he did, she was unable to resist. The joy was indescribable, beyond compare. But then, that was to be expected of this man, her lover, her master, her god.
End of Part 8 HER LOVER, HER MASTER
Next Part 9 FIVE PEONS IN A ROW
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