30-06-2019, 03:17 PM
Groaning, the man lurched out of her cunt and exploded, showering her back and cunt and thighs with his hot, stinging jizz. Shaking his cock, he spattered her buttocks with jizz, smearing it with his cock-head into the cleft between her buttocks. Slowly, he pressed his cock into her anus and she groaned and let him in again. He slid in and out slowly for a few minutes and finally slipped out of her anus and into her cunt, back into her anus, and into her cunt.
Finally, he left her flesh. Gently, he eased out of her and flipped on his back beside her. She smiled and snuggled her head on his chest, her fingers tracing patterns on his belly.
"Once again."
"Yes."
Falu smiled and slid down to take his penis in her mouth again. The servant sighed and leaned back, his eyes closed, his hands caressing her head.
"Mmm ... yeh ... suck it, bitch ... suck it good ... yeh ... that's it ... use your tongue ... mmm yeh ... that's it ... ahhhh yes ...."
His penis was musky and tangy with all her juices. Falu's head swam with excitement. She sucked his cock lasciviously, running her tongue up and down its enormous length, scbanging his shaft with her teeth, sucking the gorged knob.
Taking it deep in her mouth, she sucked him rapidly, her head bobbing up and down over his lap. Moaning, she caressed her face with it. Rising slightly, she squeezed her breasts in a taut sheath over it. Mohan groaned in pleasure. Her breasts were warm and soft and he could feel her hard nipples scbanging his shaft.
"Come on, whore ... sit on it," he grunted, pulling her up.
She rose, her eyes bright with lust, her nostrils flared, her lips parted. Swinging a leg over his hips, she straddled his lap, his cock in her hand between her legs. She pressed the cock-head to her cunt-lips and lowered her hips gently with a soft moan.
"Mmm ... Ohhh yes!"
The servant grunted as her cunt enveloped his cock-head. Falu paused, smiling down at him, squeezing his cock-head with her cunt-lips, not taking the rest of his cock into her right away.
Mohan groaned softly.
"Does that feel good?" she murmured, bending forward to thrust her tongue into his mouth.
"Yeh. Oh yeh, it feels good," he mumbled, squeezing her breasts.
He ran his hands down her smooth, creamy back, caressing her buttocks and thighs. Falu swung her hips slowly in undulating circles. Gently, her hips slipped lower, spiralling downward on his shaft. The servant groaned as her intense cunt-heat enveloped his shaft. Falu moaned softly and lifted her breasts to his lips.
He flicked his tongue delicately at one nipple, pinching and rolling the other in his finger. Falu shuddered, her head arched back. Her hips began moving up and down and he responded superbly, moving in perfect unison with her.
"Ohhhhh yes ... yes ohhhh god yes ... that's nice ... that's so nice," she murmured.
"Mmm ... nice hot cunt you've got, whore," he said, his fingers tracing patterns down her back, making her tremble and shudder with excitement. "Nice and hot and tight."
They fucked slowly and unhurriedly in that position, rocking together up and down, her cunt sliding along the length of his shaft. The servant moved smoothly with her, not forcing the pace, tenderly making love to this wonderful woman. Falu groaned and gasped and began moving with greater urgency as the fires grew and spread.
Her buttocks rose and fell, bouncing off his thighs. Her cunt slid steeply up and down the length of his shaft and he moved in unison so that his hips rose to meet hers in descent, his penis penetrating deep into her flesh. Falu shuddered and gasped as she orgasmed slowly and intensely. Her cunt spasmed on his penis.
They finished with him fucking her on her back, bent over her on his knees, his arms stretched, his hands on the bed, his hips rocking smoothly up and down, up and down, his cock driving in and out of her cunt. Falu groaned and gasped under him, kissing her servant, fondling and caressing his body, her hips bucking eagerly under his, her legs twined about his lean hips.
His enormous penis plunged in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing from her between her cunt-lips. Her breasts wobbled and shook with his thrusts. His buttocks flexed and unflexed powerfully, his hips swung evenly back and forth.
"Ohhh yes yes Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Mohan! Fuck me!" she cried.
There was a short, sharp gasp. Manisha stood at the door, watching her husband fuck her widowed sister. Her face was a tragic mask. It filled the screen and then, slowly, as her eyes brimmed with tears, began to fade.
"Cut!" called the director. "It's a take!"
Applause and whistles split the air. At the door, Manisha smiled. On the bed, Falu groaned, her body lurching and writhing under Mohan's.
"No," she groaned. "Please, no ... not now ... not yet ... not yet
The image faded and the end-titles began to roll.
End of Part 10 THE DIRECTORS CUT
Next Part 11 IN PRAISE OF YOUNGER MEN
Finally, he left her flesh. Gently, he eased out of her and flipped on his back beside her. She smiled and snuggled her head on his chest, her fingers tracing patterns on his belly.
"Once again."
"Yes."
Falu smiled and slid down to take his penis in her mouth again. The servant sighed and leaned back, his eyes closed, his hands caressing her head.
"Mmm ... yeh ... suck it, bitch ... suck it good ... yeh ... that's it ... use your tongue ... mmm yeh ... that's it ... ahhhh yes ...."
His penis was musky and tangy with all her juices. Falu's head swam with excitement. She sucked his cock lasciviously, running her tongue up and down its enormous length, scbanging his shaft with her teeth, sucking the gorged knob.
Taking it deep in her mouth, she sucked him rapidly, her head bobbing up and down over his lap. Moaning, she caressed her face with it. Rising slightly, she squeezed her breasts in a taut sheath over it. Mohan groaned in pleasure. Her breasts were warm and soft and he could feel her hard nipples scbanging his shaft.
"Come on, whore ... sit on it," he grunted, pulling her up.
She rose, her eyes bright with lust, her nostrils flared, her lips parted. Swinging a leg over his hips, she straddled his lap, his cock in her hand between her legs. She pressed the cock-head to her cunt-lips and lowered her hips gently with a soft moan.
"Mmm ... Ohhh yes!"
The servant grunted as her cunt enveloped his cock-head. Falu paused, smiling down at him, squeezing his cock-head with her cunt-lips, not taking the rest of his cock into her right away.
Mohan groaned softly.
"Does that feel good?" she murmured, bending forward to thrust her tongue into his mouth.
"Yeh. Oh yeh, it feels good," he mumbled, squeezing her breasts.
He ran his hands down her smooth, creamy back, caressing her buttocks and thighs. Falu swung her hips slowly in undulating circles. Gently, her hips slipped lower, spiralling downward on his shaft. The servant groaned as her intense cunt-heat enveloped his shaft. Falu moaned softly and lifted her breasts to his lips.
He flicked his tongue delicately at one nipple, pinching and rolling the other in his finger. Falu shuddered, her head arched back. Her hips began moving up and down and he responded superbly, moving in perfect unison with her.
"Ohhhhh yes ... yes ohhhh god yes ... that's nice ... that's so nice," she murmured.
"Mmm ... nice hot cunt you've got, whore," he said, his fingers tracing patterns down her back, making her tremble and shudder with excitement. "Nice and hot and tight."
They fucked slowly and unhurriedly in that position, rocking together up and down, her cunt sliding along the length of his shaft. The servant moved smoothly with her, not forcing the pace, tenderly making love to this wonderful woman. Falu groaned and gasped and began moving with greater urgency as the fires grew and spread.
Her buttocks rose and fell, bouncing off his thighs. Her cunt slid steeply up and down the length of his shaft and he moved in unison so that his hips rose to meet hers in descent, his penis penetrating deep into her flesh. Falu shuddered and gasped as she orgasmed slowly and intensely. Her cunt spasmed on his penis.
They finished with him fucking her on her back, bent over her on his knees, his arms stretched, his hands on the bed, his hips rocking smoothly up and down, up and down, his cock driving in and out of her cunt. Falu groaned and gasped under him, kissing her servant, fondling and caressing his body, her hips bucking eagerly under his, her legs twined about his lean hips.
His enormous penis plunged in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing from her between her cunt-lips. Her breasts wobbled and shook with his thrusts. His buttocks flexed and unflexed powerfully, his hips swung evenly back and forth.
"Ohhh yes yes Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Mohan! Fuck me!" she cried.
There was a short, sharp gasp. Manisha stood at the door, watching her husband fuck her widowed sister. Her face was a tragic mask. It filled the screen and then, slowly, as her eyes brimmed with tears, began to fade.
"Cut!" called the director. "It's a take!"
Applause and whistles split the air. At the door, Manisha smiled. On the bed, Falu groaned, her body lurching and writhing under Mohan's.
"No," she groaned. "Please, no ... not now ... not yet ... not yet
The image faded and the end-titles began to roll.
End of Part 10 THE DIRECTORS CUT
Next Part 11 IN PRAISE OF YOUNGER MEN
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