30-06-2019, 02:38 PM
Her cunt adjusted to the contours of his cock and she steadied her rhythm and began to move with his. Her urgency was manifest and she forced him to go faster, to fuck her harder and deeper. His speed increased smoothly again, getting faster and faster till he was almost ram-fucking her. Her breasts jiggled and bounced and she squeezed them frantically. Their cries were loud and obscene.
Falu's experience kept her from coming. She made him slow down and he understood. He slid out of her and turned her on her side. Kneeling upright, he raised her upper leg high and squeezed his cock into her cunt again. She whimpered softly, obscenely, hissing and mewing her pleasure.
He drilled into her and began to fuck her again, rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her cunt. Her hips jerked and twitched and her body rocked under his thrusts.
"Shove it in, Deepak!" she cried. "Shove it in hard! I want it all! *Mujhelele*, Deepak! *Jorselele*!"
"Take it! Take it, Falu whore! *Le*, *rundi*! *Meralundle*! Take my cock! Yeh! Ohhhh yes! Take it!"
He fucked her hard for several minutes, hammering his hips at her buttocks, grinding his penis into her cunt with hungry thrusts. Falu whimpered, her head buried in the crook of her arm, her body jerking and snapping up and down before him. She squeezed her swollen breasts sensuously and mouthed obscene encouragement.
They changed positions again and now he lay on his side behind her and, lifting her upper leg again, thrust hard into her from behind. She cried out, her face twisting in pain and joy as the armoured cock rammed up into her cunt.
He held her by the hip and shoulder and jigged her rapidly on his cock. She turned her face to his and they kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Falu's breasts jiggled and bounced and he squeezed them in feverish excitement, mauling them in his large, strong hands.
"Take it! Take it, bitch! *Le*, *kutti* ... *aurle*!" he grunted, slamming his hips back and forth violently. "Take my cock! *Lemerelundko*! Ohh baby yeh ! Ohhh yeh! Your cunt's so fuckin' tight!"
Deepak's hips slammed back and forth against Falu's buttocks. His cock pistoned vigorously between her thighs, going in and out, in and out, piercing deep into her cunt, probing every nook and cranny. Falu reached between her legs and cupped his balls, squeezing them eagerly.
"OHH ... UNHHH ... OHHH ... UNHHH ... OHHH ... OHHH ... DEEPAK UNHHH OHHH DEEPUHHHHK YES OHHHH YES!" she cried loudly.
After several minutes, Deepak slowed. His cock still buried in her cunt, he rolled over, forcing her on her front, her buttocks raised. He paused, kneeling behind her.
"Come on, come on, come on," she muttered.
On her forearms and knees under him, Falu waited like a rutting bitch, her hips writhing and squirming erotically against his thighs. Her breasts were swollen and hot and hung like succulent fruit.
"Fuck me," she moaned thickly. "Fuck my cunt, Deepak! Fuck it hard!"
Taking a deep breath, Deepak started ram-fucking her. Holding her hips, he jerked his own swiftly back and forth, his handsome head flung back. She rocked back and forth under him on her forearms and knees, her breasts and necklaces swinging madly.
"Ohhhhh! OHH! OHHH Deepak Deepak Deepak Deepak UNHHH OHHH! Oh ma uhhh ohhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes oh ma uhhh yes! Ohh baby yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she cried. "Oh ma uh *hanh* uh *chodhmujhe*!"
Gasping and panting, he leaned forward and crushed her breasts in his hands. She groaned, her arched face a vision of lust. Faster and faster he went, grunting obscenely. Her hips crashed back to his and her cunt ran up and down over the spikes and knobs and ridges. The shaft glistened and gleamed with their juices as it appeared and disappeared between her buttocks. Faster and faster he went.
Crying out loudly, whimpering with delight, she let herself go. Her orgasm was hot and intense, a tidal wave of ecstasy. He felt her cunt contract on his penis and he slammed into her repeatedly with a loud, shuddering gasps. Jerking out of her, he ripped the sheath off his cock and plunged into her again.
She cried out and he rammed his cock into her several times and then, pulling out, masturbated violently for a second and exploded. Jizz shot from his cock and sprayed over her back and buttocks and thighs. He smeared it in the cleft between her buttocks.
She flipped over slowly, and his cock was still spurting and dribbling. She turned and buried her face in his crotch, taking his cock in her mouth, letting him come down her throat, shaking his cock and taking more gunk on her breasts and face.
With a start, Deepak sat bolt upright in his bed. His heart was pounding and his chest heaved. He had a monstrous erection and his body was covered with sweat. He flung back the covers and stared at the thick puddle of cum in dismay. The magazine he had been reading fell to the floor, open. He stared at the pictures.
They were glossy, detailed close-ups of Falu masturbating, sucking cock, having her cunt licked, fucking. He groaned softly and held his head in his hands. She was his employer, a sedate, demure, middle-class housewife. This couldn't be her! He picked up the magazine again and studied the photographs.
There was no doubt about it. It was her all right, doing all the things he had dreamed of. Fucked in her mouth, fucked in her cunt, fucked even in her ass. The men were hugely endowed, with enormous penises and stunning bodies. Her pleasure was undoubtedly real.
Deepak staggered to his feet. At the kitchen sink, he sluiced water over his neck and face and, cupping his hand under the faucet, drank thirstily. He straightened, smoothing back his hair and took several deep breaths. His pulse was still racing and his head buzzed with the memory of his dream.
Voices from the house cut through his reverie. He recognized Falu's giggle, and then there was a man's voice and he heard her gasp sharply. His heart thumping again, he stole out of the kitchen. He stepped into the hall and froze, stunned, narrowly stifling a gasp.
Falu was on her forearms and knees on the long, narrow coffee-table in the living room. She was naked and her superb breasts and necklaces swung free. Her body rocked heavily back and forth. Standing astride her hips, his feet on the floor on either side of the low, glass-topped table was Babu, the other house-servant. Deepak stared in amazement and surprise.
Babu was dark, handsome, muscular youth. He had broad shoulders, a deep chest, a hard belly and high hips. His buttocks were taut and firm, and his arms and legs were long and rounded with thick bunches of muscle.
Falu's experience kept her from coming. She made him slow down and he understood. He slid out of her and turned her on her side. Kneeling upright, he raised her upper leg high and squeezed his cock into her cunt again. She whimpered softly, obscenely, hissing and mewing her pleasure.
He drilled into her and began to fuck her again, rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her cunt. Her hips jerked and twitched and her body rocked under his thrusts.
"Shove it in, Deepak!" she cried. "Shove it in hard! I want it all! *Mujhelele*, Deepak! *Jorselele*!"
"Take it! Take it, Falu whore! *Le*, *rundi*! *Meralundle*! Take my cock! Yeh! Ohhhh yes! Take it!"
He fucked her hard for several minutes, hammering his hips at her buttocks, grinding his penis into her cunt with hungry thrusts. Falu whimpered, her head buried in the crook of her arm, her body jerking and snapping up and down before him. She squeezed her swollen breasts sensuously and mouthed obscene encouragement.
They changed positions again and now he lay on his side behind her and, lifting her upper leg again, thrust hard into her from behind. She cried out, her face twisting in pain and joy as the armoured cock rammed up into her cunt.
He held her by the hip and shoulder and jigged her rapidly on his cock. She turned her face to his and they kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Falu's breasts jiggled and bounced and he squeezed them in feverish excitement, mauling them in his large, strong hands.
"Take it! Take it, bitch! *Le*, *kutti* ... *aurle*!" he grunted, slamming his hips back and forth violently. "Take my cock! *Lemerelundko*! Ohh baby yeh ! Ohhh yeh! Your cunt's so fuckin' tight!"
Deepak's hips slammed back and forth against Falu's buttocks. His cock pistoned vigorously between her thighs, going in and out, in and out, piercing deep into her cunt, probing every nook and cranny. Falu reached between her legs and cupped his balls, squeezing them eagerly.
"OHH ... UNHHH ... OHHH ... UNHHH ... OHHH ... OHHH ... DEEPAK UNHHH OHHH DEEPUHHHHK YES OHHHH YES!" she cried loudly.
After several minutes, Deepak slowed. His cock still buried in her cunt, he rolled over, forcing her on her front, her buttocks raised. He paused, kneeling behind her.
"Come on, come on, come on," she muttered.
On her forearms and knees under him, Falu waited like a rutting bitch, her hips writhing and squirming erotically against his thighs. Her breasts were swollen and hot and hung like succulent fruit.
"Fuck me," she moaned thickly. "Fuck my cunt, Deepak! Fuck it hard!"
Taking a deep breath, Deepak started ram-fucking her. Holding her hips, he jerked his own swiftly back and forth, his handsome head flung back. She rocked back and forth under him on her forearms and knees, her breasts and necklaces swinging madly.
"Ohhhhh! OHH! OHHH Deepak Deepak Deepak Deepak UNHHH OHHH! Oh ma uhhh ohhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes oh ma uhhh yes! Ohh baby yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she cried. "Oh ma uh *hanh* uh *chodhmujhe*!"
Gasping and panting, he leaned forward and crushed her breasts in his hands. She groaned, her arched face a vision of lust. Faster and faster he went, grunting obscenely. Her hips crashed back to his and her cunt ran up and down over the spikes and knobs and ridges. The shaft glistened and gleamed with their juices as it appeared and disappeared between her buttocks. Faster and faster he went.
Crying out loudly, whimpering with delight, she let herself go. Her orgasm was hot and intense, a tidal wave of ecstasy. He felt her cunt contract on his penis and he slammed into her repeatedly with a loud, shuddering gasps. Jerking out of her, he ripped the sheath off his cock and plunged into her again.
She cried out and he rammed his cock into her several times and then, pulling out, masturbated violently for a second and exploded. Jizz shot from his cock and sprayed over her back and buttocks and thighs. He smeared it in the cleft between her buttocks.
She flipped over slowly, and his cock was still spurting and dribbling. She turned and buried her face in his crotch, taking his cock in her mouth, letting him come down her throat, shaking his cock and taking more gunk on her breasts and face.
With a start, Deepak sat bolt upright in his bed. His heart was pounding and his chest heaved. He had a monstrous erection and his body was covered with sweat. He flung back the covers and stared at the thick puddle of cum in dismay. The magazine he had been reading fell to the floor, open. He stared at the pictures.
They were glossy, detailed close-ups of Falu masturbating, sucking cock, having her cunt licked, fucking. He groaned softly and held his head in his hands. She was his employer, a sedate, demure, middle-class housewife. This couldn't be her! He picked up the magazine again and studied the photographs.
There was no doubt about it. It was her all right, doing all the things he had dreamed of. Fucked in her mouth, fucked in her cunt, fucked even in her ass. The men were hugely endowed, with enormous penises and stunning bodies. Her pleasure was undoubtedly real.
Deepak staggered to his feet. At the kitchen sink, he sluiced water over his neck and face and, cupping his hand under the faucet, drank thirstily. He straightened, smoothing back his hair and took several deep breaths. His pulse was still racing and his head buzzed with the memory of his dream.
Voices from the house cut through his reverie. He recognized Falu's giggle, and then there was a man's voice and he heard her gasp sharply. His heart thumping again, he stole out of the kitchen. He stepped into the hall and froze, stunned, narrowly stifling a gasp.
Falu was on her forearms and knees on the long, narrow coffee-table in the living room. She was naked and her superb breasts and necklaces swung free. Her body rocked heavily back and forth. Standing astride her hips, his feet on the floor on either side of the low, glass-topped table was Babu, the other house-servant. Deepak stared in amazement and surprise.
Babu was dark, handsome, muscular youth. He had broad shoulders, a deep chest, a hard belly and high hips. His buttocks were taut and firm, and his arms and legs were long and rounded with thick bunches of muscle.
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