30-06-2019, 03:24 PM
Her tongue swirled over the tough little knot of flesh, and then her lips flowered around it and she sucked gently. Jayant sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of pleasure leapt from his nipples and coursed through his magnificent frame. He cupped her cunt and was delighted to find it already wet. She groaned and her legs shuffled apart, her cunt-lips opening for him. He arched a finger into her slit and she whimpered deep in her throat, moving to his other nipple, her hips swaying and writhing erotically.
Falu began to move lower and Jayant murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples. Kneeling before him, Falu nuzzled his crotch.
She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Jayant knew the signs well and he smiled gently.
Whimpering in excitement, Falu pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs. They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous. Falu thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as ***** priests are wont to use in rituals.
She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Jayant reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head.
He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly.
The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomising her - which he fully intended to do to Falu. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his own enjoyment.
Jayant sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft.
Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Falu moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Jayant murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs.
His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Falu's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Jayant sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis.
"Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured.
She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy.
"Jayant ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... "
How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded.
Falu slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Jayant watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls.
"That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy."
Jayant chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunnelled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face.
She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Jayant was deeply aroused. Falu rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs, her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*.
Jayant grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Falu sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Jayant pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth.
She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Jayant savoured the gentle burgeoning of blisson in his gonads. Arms akimbo, he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister-in-law. Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender.
His cock throbbed and quivered. Falu sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Falu moaned and swallowed his spoot, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist.
More gunk spurted out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis.
"It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again."
"Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now."
"Never say that," Falu giggled. "Not about your cock."
He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis. He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several - into her flesh, but he broke free.
Falu began to move lower and Jayant murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples. Kneeling before him, Falu nuzzled his crotch.
She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Jayant knew the signs well and he smiled gently.
Whimpering in excitement, Falu pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs. They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous. Falu thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as ***** priests are wont to use in rituals.
She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Jayant reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head.
He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly.
The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomising her - which he fully intended to do to Falu. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his own enjoyment.
Jayant sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft.
Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Falu moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Jayant murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs.
His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Falu's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Jayant sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis.
"Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured.
She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy.
"Jayant ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... "
How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded.
Falu slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Jayant watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls.
"That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy."
Jayant chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunnelled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face.
She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Jayant was deeply aroused. Falu rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs, her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*.
Jayant grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Falu sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Jayant pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth.
She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Jayant savoured the gentle burgeoning of blisson in his gonads. Arms akimbo, he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister-in-law. Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender.
His cock throbbed and quivered. Falu sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Falu moaned and swallowed his spoot, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist.
More gunk spurted out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis.
"It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again."
"Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now."
"Never say that," Falu giggled. "Not about your cock."
He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis. He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several - into her flesh, but he broke free.
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