06-09-2025, 08:27 PM
Rani nodded. Her mouth was filled with the sweet salty taste of his thick love juice. She had imagined all sorts of things. It would be anywhere from tasteless to tasting like coffee. She had never thought it would taste so good.
Prakash wasn’t finished with Rani yet. Pulling her to her feet, he pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her passionately on the mouth. His tongue forced its way into her mouth as his hands moved over her back and butt. Rani had French kissed before but Prakash was so much more forceful then she was use to.
She felt his hands squeeze her buttocks as he pressed his ram rod straight Lund against her soft belly. Even through the thin fabric of her Kamiz, she could feel the heat of his prick.
Her legs were shaking as her choot (pussy) burned with her heat and her heart pounded beneath her firm breasts.
Prakash broke the kiss and spun her around so that her back was towards him. He then pulled her back, hard against him, his throbbing man meat pressed against her well rounded gaand (ass). His hands pressed her stomach and squeezed her breast as his mouth planted kisses on her neck.
His hand had forced its way under her Kamiz and down the front of her Shalwar (baggy trousers); she gasped at the feel of his fingers on her hairless choot.
Prakash felt the wet smooth skin of her choot and groaned with lust. He wanted to stick his Lund (cock) deep in to her pussy.
His fingers moved expertly down to the hot damp slit of her cunt. Pressing his fingers between the wet folds of flesh, he located and teased her (Channa) clit until she squirmed.
Rani felt like her head would explode. She pressed her hands between her legs on to his active hand and panted as the pressure and pleasure built up. This was so much better then her fingers.
She tensed and felt her choot spasm into orgasm. Her breath caught as the first jolts raced through her body.
Prakash felt his fingers being bathed with her hot sticky sex juice. He dug his hand down her Kamiz and squeezed her braless breast mercilessly as he panted into her ear “Cum you bitch!”
Suddenly there was a gentle tapping at the kitchen door.
Prakash and Rani tensed and waited.
A voice whispered “Prakash, are you awake? Open the door quickly”
Prakash hissed “keep quiet!” in to the terrified Rani’s ear and released her; she froze in terror.
“One moment Memsahib” He said in a normal voice as he opened the door to the courtyard and pushed Rani out, quickly closing it behind her.
Prakash wasn’t finished with Rani yet. Pulling her to her feet, he pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her passionately on the mouth. His tongue forced its way into her mouth as his hands moved over her back and butt. Rani had French kissed before but Prakash was so much more forceful then she was use to.
She felt his hands squeeze her buttocks as he pressed his ram rod straight Lund against her soft belly. Even through the thin fabric of her Kamiz, she could feel the heat of his prick.
Her legs were shaking as her choot (pussy) burned with her heat and her heart pounded beneath her firm breasts.
Prakash broke the kiss and spun her around so that her back was towards him. He then pulled her back, hard against him, his throbbing man meat pressed against her well rounded gaand (ass). His hands pressed her stomach and squeezed her breast as his mouth planted kisses on her neck.
His hand had forced its way under her Kamiz and down the front of her Shalwar (baggy trousers); she gasped at the feel of his fingers on her hairless choot.
Prakash felt the wet smooth skin of her choot and groaned with lust. He wanted to stick his Lund (cock) deep in to her pussy.
His fingers moved expertly down to the hot damp slit of her cunt. Pressing his fingers between the wet folds of flesh, he located and teased her (Channa) clit until she squirmed.
Rani felt like her head would explode. She pressed her hands between her legs on to his active hand and panted as the pressure and pleasure built up. This was so much better then her fingers.
She tensed and felt her choot spasm into orgasm. Her breath caught as the first jolts raced through her body.
Prakash felt his fingers being bathed with her hot sticky sex juice. He dug his hand down her Kamiz and squeezed her braless breast mercilessly as he panted into her ear “Cum you bitch!”
Suddenly there was a gentle tapping at the kitchen door.
Prakash and Rani tensed and waited.
A voice whispered “Prakash, are you awake? Open the door quickly”
Prakash hissed “keep quiet!” in to the terrified Rani’s ear and released her; she froze in terror.
“One moment Memsahib” He said in a normal voice as he opened the door to the courtyard and pushed Rani out, quickly closing it behind her.
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