30-06-2019, 03:10 PM
"C'mere, whore," he muttered. "C'mere and suck my prick."
Falu followed obediently, dropping her gown. Getting on the sofa, she knelt beside him and bent her head over his lap, her swollen breasts hanging like succulent fruit. Lewis grunted as her lips slipped around his cock again. She started sucking his cock heavily and deeply, jerking it deftly in her fist. The chauffeur caressed her breasts and back and, watching the movie, slid a hand down her back to her buttocks.
Falu whimpered and her legs spread open. Lewis slid a finger into her cunt and started masturbating her gently and unhurriedly. Falu sighed in pleasure. His cock was hot and hard, filled with tangy, heady, musky juice. She loved the taste of it, and felt she could suck it forever, would never tire of it. She ran her tongue around the swollen cock-head. Her lips and gums tingled with his pre-cum gunk.
In the movie, she was back with Mohan again. Now he lay on his back and she was in a deep squat over his lap, her feet on either side of his narrow hips, her knees deeply bent. Leaning back on one outstretched arm, hollows in her shoulders, her other hand fondling her clitoris greedily, she swung her hips in tight, erotic circles, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock.
The camera lingered in a close-up of her cunt swirling around the massive penis, then tracked sensuously up her hot, sweat-slippery body. She hissed in pleasure, her face creasing in joy, and crushed her breasts with one hand in a frenzy.
"Ohhh yes! Ohhh fuck yes!" Falu moaned. "Ohhhh baby yes!"
Leaning back on both hands, rising on her toes, she swung her hips rapidly back and forth. Then, taking her weight on one hand, pressing the other hand to her crotch and fondling her clitoris, she swirled and jerked her hips in a frenzy.
Her long *mangalsutra* danced and slithered on her fair, sweat-flecked skin. Her breasts, hot and hard with excitement, bounced and jiggled sexily. Her face was radiant with lust. At last, Mohan moved and she moaned and gasped and began to move with him, their bodies rocking and bucking together.
Beside them, on the bed, Anjali moaned, her body jerking and rocking as Deepak plunged his cock into her cunt. She lay on her back and he bent over her on outstretched arms, his buttocks flexing and unflexing powerfully, his hips swinging and snapping, his enormous penis plunging in and out of her cunt.
She cried out in joy, her hips bucking and heaving under his thrusts, her fleshy breasts jiggling, her voluptuous face suffused with lust. She caressed his thick biceps and deep chest, hissing in joy as he rocked deep into her flesh.
"Yeh, c'mon lover, fuck me! Fuck me hard, Deepak, yes, do it! Ohhhh yes!"
Deepak levered her thighs further apart with his knees and began moving faster, plunging greedily and deeply into her slit, ramming and reaming his cock into her cunt. Anjali whimpered and cried out, squeezing her breasts in delight. His buttocks flexed and unflexed and the camera lingered in a close-up of his thick, long cock plunging and pistoning with a squelch in and out of her dripping cunt.
The screen filled with the shot of his cock and balls and her cunt-lips and his buttocks; then her fingers stole into the frame, gripping his buttocks, one finger slipping inward to his anus. His actions grew frenzied and he started ram-fucking her violently. The soundtrack resonated with their loud cries.
"Fuck, what a film!" Lewis gasped.
Falu groaned and sucked him furiously, her head rocking rapidly up and down over his lap, jerking his shaft in her fist. The chauffeur moaned and gasped, his fingers darting in and out of her cunt. Her buttocks writhed and swayed in pleasure and her body jerked and rocked on the sofa beside him.
Lewis' hips bucked and he flung his head back and gasped softly. Falu sucked him harder and faster and then he lost control. She sensed his orgasm and immediately jerked his cock rapidly, opening her mouth wide to receive his seed. Jizz shot from his cock-head and spurted into her mouth. She gasped, shaking his cock and thick gobs of gunk spattered her face and neck and pendulous breasts.
Finally, his penis stopped fountaining. With a soft sigh, Falu pushed her head back into his crotch, kissed his cock and slowly took its tip into her mouth again.
Lewis groaned. Falu sank down on the sofa, lying on her side, her head in his lap, his cock-head in her mouth. He grinned down at her, squeezing her swollen, heavy breasts. She raised a leg and he fondled her cunt, opening her cunt-lips and arching a finger into her flesh. She grunted and writhed. He arched a finger into her cunt and held it there.
She groaned, her leg twisting down, clamping over it. He pressed his thumb to her anus. Falu shuddered, her body writhing. She sucked and licked his balls, nuzzled his crotch.
"Keep going, whore," he muttered. "Keep sucking my prick till it's up again."
He turned his attention back to the screen. The shot had cut back to the corridor outside the bedroom again, where Hari was now licking Manisha's slit. Her blouse was opened out and her skirt was flipped up over her waist. Her legs were spread and the servant's head was thrust into her crotch.
The screen filled with a close-up of her cunt, the lips unfurled wide in her delicate fingers, soft, wet black hair curling over the rims; his strong face against her flesh, his mouth open, hard fingers stretching her cunt-lips apart, his thick, bright, pointed tongue jabbing and darting and flickering in and out of her sodden slit.
It lingered lovingly for a minute in tight close-up, then retreated slowly. Manisha's face was radiant with lust: her lovely eyes were half-closed, and her face turned languorously from side to side.
Her hips heaved and juddered up and down and her body rocked and snapped gently on the floor as though someone was fucking her slowly. Her hands slid up under her bouncing breasts; she lifted them, squeezed them, crushed them, rolled her palms over them. Hissing in pleasure, one hand went down, flat on her belly, fingers pulling her cunt-lips open, the other hand clenching his head and moving it round and round in her crotch.
The servant nibbled on her gorged clitoris and she gasped, chewing her lower lip, her back arching, her long neck craned and her hand flew from his head to her breasts.
"Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! C'mon lover do it! Lick my slit! Ohh yes!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-unh-OHHH!"
Her body rocked and jerked, her cunt heaving and writhing in unbridled pleasure on the floor beneath her servant. The camera drew back further and began to rise above them, bent down, showing her flat on her back, the broad V of the servant's torso bent between her creamy thighs.
Again, the camera rose over the partition wall and glided over into the bedroom. It slithered around to a corner and slipped down, almost furtive in its movements now, prying, spying, probing, delving, unwilling to miss an instant.
Now the activity on the bed was frenetic. Falu was on her side between the two men, being fucked in her cunt and ass simultaneously. Her face contorted with lust and excitement. The two studs gripped her body and rocked their hips back and forth, gasping and grunting their excitement and pleasure and lust.
Falu followed obediently, dropping her gown. Getting on the sofa, she knelt beside him and bent her head over his lap, her swollen breasts hanging like succulent fruit. Lewis grunted as her lips slipped around his cock again. She started sucking his cock heavily and deeply, jerking it deftly in her fist. The chauffeur caressed her breasts and back and, watching the movie, slid a hand down her back to her buttocks.
Falu whimpered and her legs spread open. Lewis slid a finger into her cunt and started masturbating her gently and unhurriedly. Falu sighed in pleasure. His cock was hot and hard, filled with tangy, heady, musky juice. She loved the taste of it, and felt she could suck it forever, would never tire of it. She ran her tongue around the swollen cock-head. Her lips and gums tingled with his pre-cum gunk.
In the movie, she was back with Mohan again. Now he lay on his back and she was in a deep squat over his lap, her feet on either side of his narrow hips, her knees deeply bent. Leaning back on one outstretched arm, hollows in her shoulders, her other hand fondling her clitoris greedily, she swung her hips in tight, erotic circles, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock.
The camera lingered in a close-up of her cunt swirling around the massive penis, then tracked sensuously up her hot, sweat-slippery body. She hissed in pleasure, her face creasing in joy, and crushed her breasts with one hand in a frenzy.
"Ohhh yes! Ohhh fuck yes!" Falu moaned. "Ohhhh baby yes!"
Leaning back on both hands, rising on her toes, she swung her hips rapidly back and forth. Then, taking her weight on one hand, pressing the other hand to her crotch and fondling her clitoris, she swirled and jerked her hips in a frenzy.
Her long *mangalsutra* danced and slithered on her fair, sweat-flecked skin. Her breasts, hot and hard with excitement, bounced and jiggled sexily. Her face was radiant with lust. At last, Mohan moved and she moaned and gasped and began to move with him, their bodies rocking and bucking together.
Beside them, on the bed, Anjali moaned, her body jerking and rocking as Deepak plunged his cock into her cunt. She lay on her back and he bent over her on outstretched arms, his buttocks flexing and unflexing powerfully, his hips swinging and snapping, his enormous penis plunging in and out of her cunt.
She cried out in joy, her hips bucking and heaving under his thrusts, her fleshy breasts jiggling, her voluptuous face suffused with lust. She caressed his thick biceps and deep chest, hissing in joy as he rocked deep into her flesh.
"Yeh, c'mon lover, fuck me! Fuck me hard, Deepak, yes, do it! Ohhhh yes!"
Deepak levered her thighs further apart with his knees and began moving faster, plunging greedily and deeply into her slit, ramming and reaming his cock into her cunt. Anjali whimpered and cried out, squeezing her breasts in delight. His buttocks flexed and unflexed and the camera lingered in a close-up of his thick, long cock plunging and pistoning with a squelch in and out of her dripping cunt.
The screen filled with the shot of his cock and balls and her cunt-lips and his buttocks; then her fingers stole into the frame, gripping his buttocks, one finger slipping inward to his anus. His actions grew frenzied and he started ram-fucking her violently. The soundtrack resonated with their loud cries.
"Fuck, what a film!" Lewis gasped.
Falu groaned and sucked him furiously, her head rocking rapidly up and down over his lap, jerking his shaft in her fist. The chauffeur moaned and gasped, his fingers darting in and out of her cunt. Her buttocks writhed and swayed in pleasure and her body jerked and rocked on the sofa beside him.
Lewis' hips bucked and he flung his head back and gasped softly. Falu sucked him harder and faster and then he lost control. She sensed his orgasm and immediately jerked his cock rapidly, opening her mouth wide to receive his seed. Jizz shot from his cock-head and spurted into her mouth. She gasped, shaking his cock and thick gobs of gunk spattered her face and neck and pendulous breasts.
Finally, his penis stopped fountaining. With a soft sigh, Falu pushed her head back into his crotch, kissed his cock and slowly took its tip into her mouth again.
Lewis groaned. Falu sank down on the sofa, lying on her side, her head in his lap, his cock-head in her mouth. He grinned down at her, squeezing her swollen, heavy breasts. She raised a leg and he fondled her cunt, opening her cunt-lips and arching a finger into her flesh. She grunted and writhed. He arched a finger into her cunt and held it there.
She groaned, her leg twisting down, clamping over it. He pressed his thumb to her anus. Falu shuddered, her body writhing. She sucked and licked his balls, nuzzled his crotch.
"Keep going, whore," he muttered. "Keep sucking my prick till it's up again."
He turned his attention back to the screen. The shot had cut back to the corridor outside the bedroom again, where Hari was now licking Manisha's slit. Her blouse was opened out and her skirt was flipped up over her waist. Her legs were spread and the servant's head was thrust into her crotch.
The screen filled with a close-up of her cunt, the lips unfurled wide in her delicate fingers, soft, wet black hair curling over the rims; his strong face against her flesh, his mouth open, hard fingers stretching her cunt-lips apart, his thick, bright, pointed tongue jabbing and darting and flickering in and out of her sodden slit.
It lingered lovingly for a minute in tight close-up, then retreated slowly. Manisha's face was radiant with lust: her lovely eyes were half-closed, and her face turned languorously from side to side.
Her hips heaved and juddered up and down and her body rocked and snapped gently on the floor as though someone was fucking her slowly. Her hands slid up under her bouncing breasts; she lifted them, squeezed them, crushed them, rolled her palms over them. Hissing in pleasure, one hand went down, flat on her belly, fingers pulling her cunt-lips open, the other hand clenching his head and moving it round and round in her crotch.
The servant nibbled on her gorged clitoris and she gasped, chewing her lower lip, her back arching, her long neck craned and her hand flew from his head to her breasts.
"Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! C'mon lover do it! Lick my slit! Ohh yes!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-unh-OHHH!"
Her body rocked and jerked, her cunt heaving and writhing in unbridled pleasure on the floor beneath her servant. The camera drew back further and began to rise above them, bent down, showing her flat on her back, the broad V of the servant's torso bent between her creamy thighs.
Again, the camera rose over the partition wall and glided over into the bedroom. It slithered around to a corner and slipped down, almost furtive in its movements now, prying, spying, probing, delving, unwilling to miss an instant.
Now the activity on the bed was frenetic. Falu was on her side between the two men, being fucked in her cunt and ass simultaneously. Her face contorted with lust and excitement. The two studs gripped her body and rocked their hips back and forth, gasping and grunting their excitement and pleasure and lust.
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