31-12-2018, 11:11 PM
A small update guys.. just found this much time only for the time being..hope u enjoy by original writer
Jayraj was panting heavily. He had just fucked Swati in a standing position picking her up entirely. Jayraj was lying on top of Swati. Swati's saree was crushed to her waist. Her pallu was not at the usual place. She lay with both of her hands on the bed, eyes closed. Jayraj's mouth was dug beneath her neck. Jayraj knew he had a personality for which women die for. He knew Swati wasn't so easy to trap. But he was content with whatever he got. He looked at Swati. Her eyes were closed. Her lips were parted a bit. He was getting a soft errection looking at his woman. His hands went involuntarily to her breast over the blouse. He squeezed it slightly. Swati let out a heavy moan. It was so soft like sponge. He kept looking at her face and pressed her breast with his huge hand again. He did it 2-3 more time at regular interval.
Swati: aaahhhhhhh!!!
Jayraj slowly opened her top blouse button and removed the top hem of the blouse to expose a bit of the swollen flesh of her breast. He put his rough lips on that part and mouthed it. He felt the softness in his mouth this time. Swati wasn't wearing a bra as she had planned to sleep with Anshul tonight. This made life so easy for Jayraj. He kept pumping her breast hardly with manly force totally squeezing the spongy boob. The breast swell more in his hand. He moved to her parted lips. She opened her eyes. One of her hand was resting on her soft belly. The other was on his back. He moved down on her lips. He pecked a small kiss by touching her lips with his lips. He got a full errection which poked Swati's hand over her belly. He moved a bit lower and aaaaaahhhhhh,,, the soft kiss. Swati moved beneath Jayraj. Jayraj and Swati's kiss very quickly turned into a smooch. They were kissing like a couple in love. He was sucking her upper lips without any resistance. Swati was just allowing him to do so. Swati started moaning - 'mmmmmmmm' Then started the wet sloppy kiss. Jayraj engulfed both her soft lips inside his huge mouth. Swati's hands went behind Jayraj's back to carassing his hairs softly. She was getting excited. He was getting excited. She didn't know why she was still here. But her body kept her there. With her 'lover'? She was feeling ashamed. Her husband unaware was sleeping in the next room. And here she was kissing her enemy. Jayraj was pumping her breasts and they were smooching. Jayraj was enjoying this love making. This is how he wanted Swati. Totally involved with him. His dream woman. His dream wife. Did he love her? He was thinking. Did she love him? He was getting excited at these thoughts. Their kiss was growing wild. The room was filled with noises like.. mmmmmmmmm... mmmmmmm... mmmmmm... groans from both Jayraj and Swati. They parted for a second, looked at each other directly in the eyes, breathing heavily and started the kissing back.
Jayraj was panting heavily. He had just fucked Swati in a standing position picking her up entirely. Jayraj was lying on top of Swati. Swati's saree was crushed to her waist. Her pallu was not at the usual place. She lay with both of her hands on the bed, eyes closed. Jayraj's mouth was dug beneath her neck. Jayraj knew he had a personality for which women die for. He knew Swati wasn't so easy to trap. But he was content with whatever he got. He looked at Swati. Her eyes were closed. Her lips were parted a bit. He was getting a soft errection looking at his woman. His hands went involuntarily to her breast over the blouse. He squeezed it slightly. Swati let out a heavy moan. It was so soft like sponge. He kept looking at her face and pressed her breast with his huge hand again. He did it 2-3 more time at regular interval.
Swati: aaahhhhhhh!!!
Jayraj slowly opened her top blouse button and removed the top hem of the blouse to expose a bit of the swollen flesh of her breast. He put his rough lips on that part and mouthed it. He felt the softness in his mouth this time. Swati wasn't wearing a bra as she had planned to sleep with Anshul tonight. This made life so easy for Jayraj. He kept pumping her breast hardly with manly force totally squeezing the spongy boob. The breast swell more in his hand. He moved to her parted lips. She opened her eyes. One of her hand was resting on her soft belly. The other was on his back. He moved down on her lips. He pecked a small kiss by touching her lips with his lips. He got a full errection which poked Swati's hand over her belly. He moved a bit lower and aaaaaahhhhhh,,, the soft kiss. Swati moved beneath Jayraj. Jayraj and Swati's kiss very quickly turned into a smooch. They were kissing like a couple in love. He was sucking her upper lips without any resistance. Swati was just allowing him to do so. Swati started moaning - 'mmmmmmmm' Then started the wet sloppy kiss. Jayraj engulfed both her soft lips inside his huge mouth. Swati's hands went behind Jayraj's back to carassing his hairs softly. She was getting excited. He was getting excited. She didn't know why she was still here. But her body kept her there. With her 'lover'? She was feeling ashamed. Her husband unaware was sleeping in the next room. And here she was kissing her enemy. Jayraj was pumping her breasts and they were smooching. Jayraj was enjoying this love making. This is how he wanted Swati. Totally involved with him. His dream woman. His dream wife. Did he love her? He was thinking. Did she love him? He was getting excited at these thoughts. Their kiss was growing wild. The room was filled with noises like.. mmmmmmmmm... mmmmmmm... mmmmmm... groans from both Jayraj and Swati. They parted for a second, looked at each other directly in the eyes, breathing heavily and started the kissing back.
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