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The Lady Super Star Nayanthara in Leaky Pipes, Seeping Desires: A Plumber's Seduction
Director Wikki, seated on the couch with a drink in hand, looked up from his phone as his wife Nayanthara entered the room. Her wet hair cascaded down her back, and her curvaceous body was barely concealed by the thin towel wrapped around her. The outline of her full breasts and wide hips were visible through the fabric, making Wikki's cock stir in his pants. "Honey," she said, her voice sultry and inviting.
Wikki looked up at his wife, his eyes lingering on the curves of her body. "Yes, darling?" he replied, trying to keep his voice steady despite the growing bulge in his trousers. Nayanthara sauntered over to him, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She straddled him on the couch, her knees pressing into the cushions on either side of his legs. The towel rode up her thighs, revealing more of her smooth, dark skin.
"Wikki, my love," Nayanthara whispered, leaning in close so her breath tickled his ear. "There's something I need you to do for me." Wikki swallowed hard, trying to focus on her words instead of the feeling of her ample breasts pressed against his chest. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I need you to call our plumber, Plumber Sulaiman," she said, running her fingers through his hair.
"Plumber Sulaiman? Why him?" Wikki asked, his voice a bit strained as Nayanthara ground her hips against his growing erection. She leaned back slightly, looking into his eyes with a mischievous smile. "He's always so thorough," she purred, emphasizing the last word with a squeeze of his thigh muscles. "And he has such strong hands." Wikki groaned softly, picturing the muscular plumber touching his wife all over.
"Honey, what does Plumber Sulaiman have to do with the leak in the bathroom sink?" Wikki asked, his brow furrowing in confusion as he tried to make sense of Nayanthara's request. He shifted uncomfortably beneath her, his cock throbbing insistently against the zipper of his pants. She laughed, a low husky sound that sent shivers down his spine.
Nayanthara slid off Wikki's lap and stood before him, letting the towel drop to the floor. She was completely naked, her dark nipples already hardened with arousal. She took Wikki's hand and placed it on her soft belly, then guided it lower until his fingertips brushed against her neatly trimmed bush. "Feel how wet I am," she whispered. Wikki moaned as his fingers found her slick folds, already soaked with desire.
Wikki groaned as his fingers slid between Nayanthara's lips, feeling her heat and wetness enveloping him. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with lust and confusion. "Why do you want me to call Plumber Sulaiman?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire. Nayanthara smirked, grinding herself against his hand. "Because I want him here," she said simply, her dark eyes locked onto his. "I want him to fix things…"
Nayanthara's eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Wikki's heart race. She leaned closer, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "Call him, Wikki. Tell him we have a… problem." Wikki nodded, unable to resist the allure of his wife's desires. He pulled out his phone and dialed Plumber Sulaiman's number, his free hand still exploring Nayanthara's dripping wet pussy.
As Wikki spoke on the phone, Nayanthara stepped back and began to strip him. She tugged at his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside. Then she unbuckled his belt and yanked down his pants, along with his boxers, freeing his rock-hard cock. It sprang up, standing straight and proud, already leaking pre-cum. Nayanthara licked her lips, eager to taste him again but she knew she couldn't wait much longer.
"Plumber Sulaiman will be here soon," Wikki rasped, his cock twitching eagerly at the sight of Nayanthara's naked body. She grinned wickedly, then sank to her knees before him. Her dark eyes met his as she took his throbbing member in hand, stroking it gently while licking her lips suggestively. "Good boy," she purred, leaning forward and flicking her tongue across the sensitive tip.
Wikki moaned softly as Nayanthara's tongue swirled around the head of his cock, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked from its slit. She gripped the base firmly, her fingers not quite meeting due to the thickness of his shaft. She stroked him slowly, teasing him with her touch, while her other hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently in their sac.
Nayanthara's hand moved up and down Wikki's cock, her grip tight yet gentle. She knew just how to stroke him, using the perfect amount of pressure and speed to drive him wild. Her thumb circled the sensitive head with each upward motion, spreading the precum that seeped from his tip. She could feel his body tensing as he neared orgasm, his breath hitching in his throat. "That's it, baby," she cooed encouragingly.
"Look at how hard you are for me, Wikki," Nayanthara purred, her dark eyes sparkling with desire as she gazed up at her husband. "You know what I love about your cock?" She continued, slowly pumping her fist up and down his thick shaft, feeling it pulse with every beat of his heart. "It tastes so good."
Wikki's knees buckled as Nayanthara's words sent a jolt of pleasure through him. He slid down the couch, his back hitting the cushion as he lay sprawled before her. His cock stood tall and proud, bobbing slightly with each racing heartbeat. Nayanthara smiled wickedly, her eyes never leaving his throbbing member. She leaned in closer, her warm breath fanning across his sensitive flesh, making him shiver with anticipation.
She blew a stream of air directly onto his cockhead, causing it to jerk and twitch in response. She giggled at his reaction, clearly enjoying the power she held over him. Leaning even closer, she dragged her tongue lightly along the underside of his shaft, from root to tip. Wikki gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily as pleasure coursed through him.
Nayanthara wrapped her soft, warm hand around Wikki's cock, stroking it gently as she looked into his eyes. She felt him throb against her palm, and she smiled knowingly. She knew just how to work him, how to bring him to the edge of ecstasy and keep him there, begging for release. She tightened her grip, moving her hand up and down his length with increasing speed.
Wikki's breathing grew ragged as Nayanthara's hand moved faster, her grip tightening around his cock. He could feel the familiar tension building in his balls, his orgasm approaching rapidly. "Fuck, honey," he groaned, his hips thrusting upwards to meet her strokes. "I'm gonna cum." Nayanthara smiled wickedly, her eyes locked onto his as she pumped his cock relentlessly.
"Oh fuck!" Wikki cried out, his voice echoing through the room as his orgasm hit him like a freight train. His cock pulsed violently in Nayanthara's hand, spurting ropes of hot, sticky cum onto his chest and stomach. He bucked his hips wildly, riding out the waves of pleasure that crashed over him. Nayanthara slowed her strokes, milking his cock gently as he came down from his high.
Nayanthara released Wikki's softening cock and rose to her feet, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire. She glanced down at her husband, seeing his chest rise and fall rapidly as he struggled to catch his breath. A satisfied smirk played on her lips as she admired the mess she'd made of him-his chest and stomach glistening with sweat and cum, his hair disheveled from her fingers running through it.
"Stay here and rest, my love," Nayanthara murmured, tracing a fingertip through the sticky evidence of Wikki's orgasm. "I'll be right back." She turned and sauntered away, her hips swaying enticingly with each step. Wikki watched her go, his body still tingling from the powerful climax she had given him. He could hardly believe that this incredible woman was his wife.
As Nayanthara disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of the shower turning on echoed through the house. Wikki lay back on the couch, his body spent and sated from the intense orgasm his wife had given him. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift into a state of blissful relaxation. Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, the sound of a car pulling up outside snapped him back to reality.
The front door creaked open, and heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway. Plumber Sulaiman stepped into the living room, his dark eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. There lay Wikki on the couch, his chest still glistening with sweat and cum, his pants pooled around his ankles, and his semi-erect cock exposed for all to see.
Wikki jolted upright, his eyes snapping open as he realized someone was in the room with him. He quickly grabbed a nearby throw pillow and held it over his groin, trying to conceal his exposed cock from the intruder. His heart raced as he looked up, coming face-to-face with Plumber Sulaiman, the muscular plumber. Plumber Sulaiman's gaze flicked briefly to the pillow covering Wikki's crotch before meeting his eyes.
Nayanthara emerged from the bathroom, a cloud of steam billowing out behind her. She was wrapped in a fluffy white robe, her wet hair cascading down her back in dark curls. The robe clung to her damp skin, accentuating the curves of her voluptuous body. She paused in the doorway, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw Plumber Sulaiman standing there, staring at Wikki. "Plumber Sulaiman!"
"Plumber Sulaiman!" Nayanthara exclaimed, her voice carrying a mix of surprise and amusement. She sauntered into the room, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. "You're early." Plumber Sulaiman tore his gaze away from Wikki and focused on Nayanthara, his dark eyes roaming over her curvy figure. "Sorry, ma'am," he said, his voice deep and slightly husky. "I thought you needed urgent help with the pipes."
Nayanthara smiled at Plumber Sulaiman, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, I do need help with something urgent," she said, biting her lip suggestively. She glanced down at Wikki, who was still clutching the pillow to his groin, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "But first, why don't you go check on those pipes?" She gestured towards the bathroom.
Nayanthara crooked her finger at Plumber Sulaiman, beckoning him closer. "Come with me," she purred, her voice laced with invitation. Plumber Sulaiman hesitated for a moment, glancing back at Wikki, who was still frozen in place on the couch. But the allure of Nayanthara proved too strong to resist. He followed her towards the bathroom, his eyes fixed on the sway of her hips beneath the thin robe.
Nayanthara pushed open the bathroom door, stepping inside with Plumber Sulaiman close behind her. The room was filled with steam, the air heavy and warm from the hot water running in the tub. She turned to face him, her eyes locked onto his as she let her robe slip slowly off her shoulders, pooling at her feet.
Plumber Sulaiman's eyes widened as Nayanthara revealed her naked body to him. Her dark nipples were already hardened with arousal, and her pussy was glistening with wetness. He swallowed hard, his own body responding instantly to the sight of her. His cock straining against his jeans. "You have such strong hands," Nayanthara murmured, reaching out to trace one of his calloused palms.
Nayanthara dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving Plumber Sulaiman's as she reached for his belt. She quickly undid his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers to reveal his thick, hard cock. She licked her lips, wrapping her hand around his shaft and giving it a slow, firm stroke. Plumber Sulaiman groaned, his hips bucking slightly at her touch. Nayanthara smiled up at him, her dark eyes shining with lust.
Wikki sat up straighter on the couch, his heart pounding in his chest as he listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom. He could hear muffled voices and faint noises that sent a thrill of excitement and nervousness through him. Curiosity getting the better of him, Wikki cautiously got up from the couch, still clutching the pillow to cover his nakedness.
He tiptoed towards the bathroom, his bare feet silent on the wooden floor. Reaching the doorway, he peered inside, his eyes widening at the sight before him. Nayanthara knelt on the floor, her full lips wrapped around Plumber Sulaiman's thick cock. Plumber Sulaiman stood with his back to Wikki, his head thrown back in pleasure as Nayanthara sucked him expertly.
Wikki watched, transfixed, as Nayanthara took Plumber Sulaiman deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him greedily. One of her hands gripped the base of his cock, stroking him in time with her movements, while the other reached up to cup his heavy balls. Plumber Sulaiman's hands tangled in Nayanthara's wet hair, guiding her rhythm as she worked him expertly.
Nayanthara relaxed her jaw, taking Plumber Sulaiman even deeper into her mouth until his tip pressed against the back of her throat. She held him there for a moment before pulling back, her saliva coating his length. "Fuck, ma'am," Plumber Sulaiman groaned, looking down at her with hooded eyes. "Your mouth feels amazing." Nayanthara smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire.
Plumber Sulaiman pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside carelessly. His muscular torso gleamed with sweat, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. Nayanthara's hands roamed over his body, tracing the lines of his muscles as she continued to suck his cock eagerly. Plumber Sulaiman's hips began to move, thrusting gently into her mouth as he gave in to the pleasure. "Yes, ma'am," he grunted, his voice strained with desire.
Wikki watched intently, his own cock stirring back to life as he observed the explicit scene unfolding before him. He bit his lip, stifling a moan as Nayanthara's head bobbed up and down on Plumber Sulaiman's thick shaft, her cheeks hollowed out with suction. Plumber Sulaiman's hands clenched in her wet hair, guiding her rhythm as she took him deeper into her throat.
Plumber Sulaiman's grip on Nayanthara's hair tightened, his hips beginning to thrust more insistently into her eager mouth. "I'm gonna cum soon, ma'am," he warned, his voice low and husky. Nayanthara hummed softly in acknowledgment, doubling her efforts as she prepared to take his load. Wikki's hand moved to his own cock, stroking it slowly as he watched his wife pleasured another man.
Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening caught their attention. All three heads turned towards the noise, and Wikki froze mid-stroke, his hand still gripping his hard cock. In walked Assistant Plumber Akbar, the teenage boy, his muscular frame filling the doorway. His eyes widened as he took in the scene before him:
Assistant Plumber Akbar's eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. Nayanthara, naked and kneeling, sucking on Plumber Sulaiman's thick cock, while Wikki stood in the doorway, his hand wrapped around his own stiff erection. "Shit, sorry," Assistant Plumber Akbar stammered, his face flushing red with embarrassment. But instead of turning away, his gaze remained fixed on the erotic tableau playing out in front of him.
Wikki, despite his initial shock, found an unexpected thrill coursing through him. He glanced at Nayanthara, who was still engrossed in pleasuring Plumber Sulaiman, her eyes half-lidded with lust. She didn't seem bothered by the interruption; if anything, she seemed to enjoy having an audience. "Don't be shy," Wikki called out to Assistant Plumber Akbar, his voice steady despite the pounding of his heart. "Join us."
Nayanthara pulled back from Plumber Sulaiman's cock, her lips glossy with spit. She looked up at Assistant Plumber Akbar, her eyes smoldering with desire. "Come closer, sweetheart," she purred, beckoning him with a curled finger. Assistant Plumber Akbar hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers. As he approached, Nayanthara reached out and began to unbuckle his tool belt, letting it clatter to the floor.
Assistant Plumber Akbar kicked off his shoes and socks, and Nayanthara went to work on his pants. She tugged them down, revealing his thick, curved cock straining against his boxer briefs. She rubbed her palm over the bulge, eliciting a groan from Assistant Plumber Akbar. "You like that, baby?" Nayanthara cooed, hooking her fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pulling them down slowly. Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock sprang free, hard and leaking precum.
Assistant Plumber Akbar stepped out of his pants, kicking them aside as he moved closer to Nayanthara. He looked down at her, his young face flushed with desire. "May I join you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Nayanthara smiled up at him, her dark eyes sparkling with lust. "Of course, darling," she purred, taking his cock in one hand and Plumber Sulaiman's in the other.
She stroked both cocks in tandem, her soft hands working them in sync. She leaned forward, flicking her tongue out to taste Plumber Sulaiman's tip before moving to Assistant Plumber Akbar's, lapping up the bead of precum gathered there. Alternating between the two men, Nayanthara sucked their cockheads one at a time, swirling her tongue around each sensitive ridge.
Assistant Plumber Akbar tentatively reached out, his calloused hand cupping Nayanthara's full breast. He squeezed gently, rolling her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Nayanthara moaned in approval, arching her back to press her tit further into his hand. Encouraged, Assistant Plumber Akbar pinched her nipple harder, causing Nayanthara to gasp around Plumber Sulaiman's cock.
Wikki, emboldened by the sight of his wife pleasuring two muscular men, joined the action. He approached Assistant Plumber Akbar from behind, pressing his body against the teenager's back. Wikki reached around, his hand finding its way to Assistant Plumber Akbar's flat stomach before moving lower to grasp his throbbing cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Wikki whispered in Assistant Plumber Akbar's ear, stroking him firmly.
Assistant Plumber Akbar nodded, his breath hitching as Wikki began to jerk him off in earnest. Wikki's smaller hand felt good on his cock, but what really drove Assistant Plumber Akbar wild was the feeling of Nayanthara's hot mouth enveloping his tip every few seconds. He looked down, watching as her full lips stretched around him, her eyes locked onto his. "Fuck, ma'am," he groaned, his hips twitching involuntarily.
Wikki released Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock and stepped back, his own member throbbing with anticipation. He wanted to watch Nayanthara suck both men while he played with himself. Nayanthara looked up at the two men flanking her, a wicked smile spreading across her face. She took Plumber Sulaiman's cock in one hand and Assistant Plumber Akbar's in the other, stroking them together as she licked her lips provocatively. "Who wants my mouth first?"
Nayanthara looked over her shoulder at Wikki, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Join us, sweetheart," she said, beckoning him closer with a curl of her finger. Wikki stepped forward, his cock jutting out proudly. Nayanthara took his length in her hand, stroking it gently as she gazed up at him. "Give me your cock," she commanded softly. Wikki obeyed, feeding his hard member into her waiting mouth.
Nayanthara took Wikki's cock into her mouth, moaning around it as she tasted his familiar saltiness. She began to bob her head, taking him deep into her throat before pulling back to swirl her tongue around his tip. Meanwhile, she continued to stroke Plumber Sulaiman and Assistant Plumber Akbar, squeezing their lengths in time with her movements on Wikki. The three men groaned in unison, their hips thrusting forward in sync.
Nayanthara's mouth felt incredible on his cock, and Wikki couldn't help but thrust deeper, fucking her throat with abandon. She gagged slightly but took him eagerly, her eyes watering as she looked up at him. With one hand still stroking Plumber Sulaiman, Nayanthara reached down to fondle Wikki's balls, rolling them gently in her palm. The sensation sent shivers down Wikki's spine, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
The three men exchanged glances, communicating silently. They wanted more than just Nayanthara's mouth; they craved her entire body. Plumber Sulaiman broke the silence, his voice husky with desire. "Let's take this to the bedroom." Nayanthara released their cocks from her mouth and hands, a sultry smile playing on her lips. She rose gracefully to her feet, her naked body glistening with sweat and anticipation.
Nayanthara turned and sashayed her way out of the bathroom, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She ascended the stairs, her full ass jiggling enticingly, knowing that all three pairs of eyes were locked onto her flesh. At the top of the stairs, she paused and looked back at the men, a teasing grin on her face. "Are you coming, boys?" she asked playfully before disappearing into the master bedroom.
The men hurried after her, their cocks bobbing excitedly as they climbed the stairs. They entered the bedroom to find Nayanthara sprawled across the bed on her hands and knees, her voluptuous ass raised invitingly in the air. Her back arched seductively, accentuating the curve of her spine and the swell of her hips.
Her long black hair cascaded down her back, framing her face as she looked back at them with lust-filled eyes. "Who's going to fuck me first?" she purred, biting her lower lip suggestively. Plumber Sulaiman wasted no time, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself behind her. He grasped his thick cock and rubbed it along her slick folds, teasing her entrance before plunging deep inside her welcoming pussy.
Wikki stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes riveted to the sight of Plumber Sulaiman's thick cock disappearing into Nayanthara's dripping cunt. He watched as Plumber Sulaiman grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pump in and out of her forcefully. Nayanthara moaned loudly, pushing back against Plumber Sulaiman's thrusts, matching his rhythm eagerly. "Fuck yes!"
"Harder, Plumber Sulaiman," Nayanthara begged, glancing back at Wikki and Assistant Plumber Akbar. "Fuck me harder!" Wikki's cock twitched at her words, his hand wrapping around his shaft as he stroked himself in time with Plumber Sulaiman's thrusts. Beside him, Assistant Plumber Akbar mirrored his actions, his eyes locked onto Nayanthara's ass as it bounced against Plumber Sulaiman's pelvis. Nayanthara reached out to Assistant Plumber Akbar, crooking her finger in invitation.
Assistant Plumber Akbar stepped closer, his cock throbbing with anticipation. Nayanthara grasped his shaft firmly, guiding him towards her hungry mouth. She opened wide, taking his length into her throat with ease. Her eyes watered as she deep-throated him, her nose pressing against his pelvic bone. Behind her, Plumber Sulaiman continued to pound her pussy relentlessly, his balls slapping against her clit with each powerful thrust.
Nayanthara began to choke on Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock, her body convulsing as she struggled to breathe. Still, she refused to let go, wanting to feel him hit the back of her throat. Finally, she pulled back, gasping for air as strings of saliva connected her lips to Assistant Plumber Akbar's glistening cock. "Fuck, ma'am," Assistant Plumber Akbar groaned, his voice laced with desperation. "Your mouth feels so damn good."
Plumber Sulaiman slowed his pace, his breath ragged as he pulled out of Nayanthara's dripping pussy. His cock glistened with her juices, standing proud and erect. "Switch," he grunted, nodding at Assistant Plumber Akbar. Assistant Plumber Akbar quickly complied, moving around to position himself behind Nayanthara. He rubbed the head of his cock against her swollen lips, coating himself in her arousal before sliding into her depths.
Assistant Plumber Akbar gripped Nayanthara's hips tightly, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh as he began to piston in and out of her soaked cunt. He started slow, relishing the tight grip of her walls around his throbbing cock. But his restraint didn't last long. With a grunt, he picked up the pace, slamming into her with increasing force.
Nayanthara yelped in surprise as Assistant Plumber Akbar's hand connected with her ass cheek, the sharp sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. "Yes! Harder!" she cried out, bucking back against him eagerly. Spurred on by her reaction, Assistant Plumber Akbar rained down slap after slap on her bouncing cheeks, alternating sides and varying the intensity until her skin was pink and fiery.
"More!" Nayanthara demanded, pushing back against Assistant Plumber Akbar's thrusts. "Spank me harder, you little shit!" Assistant Plumber Akbar grinned wolfishly, giving her ass a brutal slap that left a bright red handprint on her flesh. He pounded into her relentlessly, his hips slapping against her bruised cheeks with each forceful stroke. "Fuck, ma'am," he gasped, his body tensing as he neared the edge of orgasm. "I'm gonna cum soon."
Nayanthara looked back at him, her dark eyes filled with lust and challenge. "Cum inside me," she ordered, her voice hoarse with desire. "Fill my pussy with your hot seed." Assistant Plumber Akbar groaned deeply, his cock swelling even thicker within her grasping cunt. With a final series of hard, desperate thrusts, he buried himself fully inside her and held there, his body trembling as he erupted in ecstasy.
Wikki watched intently as Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock pulsed inside Nayanthara, filling her with his hot cum. He could see the younger man's muscles tense and release as he emptied himself into her willing body. When Assistant Plumber Akbar finally pulled out, his spent cock glistened with a mix of their fluids. Nayanthara collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "My turn again," Plumber Sulaiman growled, moving back behind her.
Plumber Sulaiman lined up his cock with Nayanthara's gaping hole, smearing Assistant Plumber Akbar's cum around her puffy lips. He pushed in easily, her pussy already well-lubricated and stretched open. Plumber Sulaiman set a punishing pace from the start, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with each forceful thrust. He reached under her, grabbing fistfuls of her massive tits and squeezing them roughly as he plowed into her mercilessly.
"You're so fucking wet," Plumber Sulaiman grunted, his cock driving in and out of Nayanthara's drenched pussy. He could feel her inner muscles rippling around him, massaging his length with each powerful stroke. "Your cunt loves being filled, doesn't it?" Nayanthara moaned in agreement, her body rocking back to meet his thrusts. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes glazed with lust. "Yes, yes, it does," she panted.
Wikki, unable to resist the erotic scene unfolding before him, stepped closer to the bed. Assistant Plumber Akbar, noticing Wikki's approach, dropped to his knees in front of him. Without hesitation, Assistant Plumber Akbar wrapped his lips around Wikki's aching cock, swallowing him whole. Wikki groaned loudly, his hips jerking forward as Assistant Plumber Akbar's hot mouth enveloped his length.
Plumber Sulaiman suddenly withdrew from Nayanthara, leaving her feeling empty and wanting. Before she could protest, he hooked his arms beneath her legs and flipped her onto her back effortlessly. Nayanthara squealed in surprise, her massive tits bouncing wildly as she landed on the mattress. She looked up at Plumber Sulaiman, her eyes filled with anticipation as he positioned himself between her widespread thighs.
Plumber Sulaiman pressed his advantage, driving his cock back into Nayanthara's pussy with renewed vigor. He held her legs up high, folding her nearly in half as he hammered away at her soaked cunt. Nayanthara wrapped her arms around her bent knees, pulling herself open wider for him. "Fuck me, Plumber Sulaiman," she begged, her voice breathless. "Use my pussy however you want."
Wikki's hips bucked involuntarily as Assistant Plumber Akbar deep-throated him, the sensation of his mouth working overtime making Wikki moan loudly. He glanced down to see Nayanthara staring up at him with lust-filled eyes, her body writhing beneath Plumber Sulaiman's relentless assault. "That's it, sweetie," she cooed, her voice breathy and needy. "Let that boy make you cum."
Wikki's toes curled as Assistant Plumber Akbar sucked vigorously on his cock, the younger man's head bobbing up and down furiously. Wikki tangled his fingers in Assistant Plumber Akbar's hair, holding him close as he began to fuck his face in earnest. He looked down at Nayanthara, who was panting and moaning beneath Plumber Sulaiman's powerful thrusts. Her massive tits shook with each impact, her dark nipples standing erect and begging for attention.
Wikki grunted loudly as Assistant Plumber Akbar expertly worked his magic on his cock. Feeling bold, Wikki decided to join the action fully. He guided Assistant Plumber Akbar's head back and forth, using the young man's mouth for his pleasure. "I'm going to fuck your ass," Wikki announced, pulling out of Assistant Plumber Akbar's warm mouth. Assistant Plumber Akbar looked up at him, a mixture of excitement and nervousness in his eyes.
Wikki positioned himself behind Assistant Plumber Akbar, his cock slick with saliva from Assistant Plumber Akbar's eager mouth. He pressed the head of his cock against Assistant Plumber Akbar's puckered hole, feeling the muscle relax and yield to his intrusion. "Oh fuck!" Assistant Plumber Akbar gasped, arching his back as Wikki pushed past the initial resistance and slid into his virgin ass.
"Ahhhh!" Assistant Plumber Akbar cried out, his body tensing as Wikki's cock impaled him. Nayanthara watched intently, her eyes locked on the scene unfolding beside her. Plumber Sulaiman continued to pound into her relentlessly, but her focus was drawn to the two men behind her. "Fuck his ass, Wikki," Nayanthara urged, her voice thick with desire. "Make that boy scream for mercy." Wikki needed no further encouragement.
"Plumber Sulaiman, baby," Nayanthara moaned, reaching out to touch the plumber's sweaty chest. "Fuck my ass while Wikki takes care of that cute boy." Plumber Sulaiman grinned wickedly, withdrawing his cock from her dripping pussy and positioning himself at her tight backdoor. Nayanthara reached back and spread her cheeks for him, exposing her wrinkled hole.
Plumber Sulaiman spat on his cock and rubbed it against Nayanthara's tiny asshole, loosening the tight ring of muscle. He pressed gently, feeling her give way as the head of his cock popped through the opening. "Oh god!" Nayanthara cried out, her body tensing as Plumber Sulaiman entered her slowly. She had never felt so full, so completely possessed.
He fed his thick cock into her inch by inch, stretching her tight hole obscenely wide. Nayanthara screamed in ecstasy, her body convulsing as Plumber Sulaiman's fat head breached her sphincter and sank deep into her bowels. He bottomed out inside her, his balls pressed against her sopping pussy. "Holy fuck," Nayanthara groaned, her knuckles white as she gripped the sheets tightly.
Plumber Sulaiman gave her a moment to adjust, savoring the intense heat enveloping his cock. Then, with a low grunt, he began to move. He pulled back slowly, dragging his length through her clenched passage, then thrust forward sharply, burying himself fully once more.
Nayanthara wailed in pleasure, her body jerking wildly as Plumber Sulaiman established a steady rhythm, pounding into her ass with increasing fervor. The room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, punctuated by moans, groans, and cries of ecstasy. Next to them, Wikki fucked Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass with equal enthusiasm, his hips snapping forward as he drove his cock deep into the young man's virginal hole.
"You're so tight," Plumber Sulaiman groaned, his voice strained with exertion. "So fucking tight." He reached underneath Nayanthara, groping for her massive tits as he pounded her ass relentlessly. He squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh, pinching her dark nipples roughly between his fingers. Nayanthara arched her back, pushing her chest up into his hands as she reveled in the sensations coursing through her body.
"Harder, Plumber Sulaiman," Nayanthara panted. "Fuck my ass harder." She reached back, grabbing a handful of his muscular buttock and urging him on. "Give it to me like you mean it." Plumber Sulaiman obliged, picking up the pace as he slammed into her with renewed vigor. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, threatening to collapse under the force of their coupling.
Wikki grunted, his hips moving faster as he plunged deeper into Assistant Plumber Akbar's mouth. Assistant Plumber Akbar gagged again, but Wikki did not let up; instead, he increased the tempo, fucking Assistant Plumber Akbar's face with unbridled ferocity. Saliva dripped from Assistant Plumber Akbar's chin, mixing with tears streaming down his cheeks as Wikki used him ruthlessly.
Next to them, Wikki rammed his cock into Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass with increasing urgency. The young man braced himself against the bed, his knuckles white as he gripped the sheets tightly. He could feel every vein, every ridge of Wikki's cock as it plundered his virgin hole, stretching him obscenely wide. "Fuck, sir," Assistant Plumber Akbar groaned, his voice strained with pain and pleasure. "Your cock feels amazing."
Nayanthara, her body aflame with passion, reached out to touch Assistant Plumber Akbar's sweat-slicked chest. Her fingers traced the defined muscles of his torso, exploring every curve and line as if committing them to memory. She leaned over and licked one of his dark nipples, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from the young man.
Her tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, teasing and tantalizing. Assistant Plumber Akbar's breath hitched as she nibbled playfully, sending jolts of electricity straight to his groin. Meanwhile, Plumber Sulaiman pounded into her ass with relentless abandon, his hips slapping against her ample cheeks with each powerful thrust. Nayanthara moaned deeply, her body trembling with pleasure as she continued to explore Assistant Plumber Akbar's toned physique.
Nayanthara, driven by an insatiable hunger, released Assistant Plumber Akbar's nipple with a pop. She shifted her position slightly, bringing her face level with Wikki's cock, still slick with Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass juices. Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around the shaft, tasting the musky flavor of their combined arousal. Wikki groaned loudly, his hips jerking forward as Nayanthara took him deep into her throat.
Nayanthara felt the first wave of Plumber Sulaiman's orgasm ripple through his body as he rammed his cock deep into her ass. "I'm gonna cum," he growled, his grip tightening on her massive tits. Nayanthara moaned around Wikki's cock, sucking him hungrily as she prepared for the deluge. Plumber Sulaiman grunted loudly, his hips stuttering as his cock exploded inside her.
Ropes of thick, white cum sprayed from Plumber Sulaiman's cock, coating Nayanthara's face and neck with his sticky seed. He pumped his hips wildly, emptying his balls completely as he marked her as his. Beside them, Wikki roared in ecstasy, his cock pulsing as he unleashed his load deep within Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass. Assistant Plumber Akbar cried out, his body convulsing as Wikki filled him with his hot semen.
Wikki pulled out of Assistant Plumber Akbar's gaping asshole, his cock twitching as the last few drops of cum splattered onto Nayanthara's cheek. Assistant Plumber Akbar collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily as Wikki moved to stand beside Plumber Sulaiman. Both men stroked their semi-hard cocks eagerly, preparing to finish what they started. Nayanthara looked up at them, her face covered in a thick layer of Plumber Sulaiman's cum.
Wikki and Plumber Sulaiman stood side by side, their cocks rising swiftly to the occasion as they stared down at Nayanthara's cum-covered face. Assistant Plumber Akbar lay sprawled on the bed beside them, his body glistening with sweat and his ass still gaping from Wikki's vigorous fucking. Nayanthara reached up, her fingers gathering the ropes of cum dripping from her chin. She brought them to her lips, sucking them clean with a loud slurp.
Wikki, his cock still leaking precum, dropped to his knees in front of Nayanthara. He grabbed her chin firmly, tilting her head up so he could look into her eyes. "Did you like that, my dirty slut?" he asked, his voice harsh with lust. Nayanthara nodded eagerly, her lips parted as she panted for breath. Wikki smirked, then lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply despite the cum coating her face.
Wikki broke the kiss, grinning widely as he admired Nayanthara's cum-soaked face. "Time to get cleaned up," he said, helping her to her feet. Still hard, his cock twitched against her thigh as they walked towards the bathroom, leaving Plumber Sulaiman and Assistant Plumber Akbar to follow. They filed into the spacious bathroom, the scent of sex filling the air.
Plumber Sulaiman scooted closer to Nayanthara, his hand sliding up her inner thigh as he approached. He cupped her breast possessively, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling her dark nipple between his fingers. Nayanthara leaned back against him, her body melting into his touch. Plumber Sulaiman dipped his head, pressing a hot, hungry kiss to her neck. His other hand wandered lower, tracing lazy circles over her swollen clit.
Nayanthara turned around, straddling Plumber Sulaiman's lap and grinding her dripping pussy against his rock-hard cock. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a fierce kiss as she rolled her hips eagerly. Their tongues danced together, tangling and dueling as they explored each other's mouths. Behind her, Wikki and Assistant Plumber Akbar watched intently, stroking their cocks lazily as they enjoyed the show.
Plumber Sulaiman stood, lifting Nayanthara effortlessly and wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her out of the tub, leaving Wikki and Assistant Plumber Akbar to enjoy the view as they continued to stroke themselves. Plumber Sulaiman laid Nayanthara down on the nearby vanity, spreading her legs wide and settling between them. He kissed her deeply, his tongue invading her mouth as he ground his cock against her aching pussy.
Plumber Sulaiman lined up his cock with Nayanthara's entrance, rubbing the tip through her wet folds. He teased her mercilessly, circling her clit before plunging into her depths. Nayanthara moaned loudly, her body arching off the countertop as Plumber Sulaiman filled her completely. He set a punishing pace, driving his cock into her with relentless force.
Nayanthara moaned loudly, her body writhing beneath Plumber Sulaiman as he pounded into her relentlessly. The vanity shook with each powerful thrust, the mirror rattling in its frame as their bodies collided. "Fuck yes!" Nayanthara cried out, her nails digging into Plumber Sulaiman's back as she held on for dear life. Her massive tits bounced wildly, slapping against her chest with each brutal impact.
Director Wikki, seated on the couch with a drink in hand, looked up from his phone as his wife Nayanthara entered the room. Her wet hair cascaded down her back, and her curvaceous body was barely concealed by the thin towel wrapped around her. The outline of her full breasts and wide hips were visible through the fabric, making Wikki's cock stir in his pants. "Honey," she said, her voice sultry and inviting.
Wikki looked up at his wife, his eyes lingering on the curves of her body. "Yes, darling?" he replied, trying to keep his voice steady despite the growing bulge in his trousers. Nayanthara sauntered over to him, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She straddled him on the couch, her knees pressing into the cushions on either side of his legs. The towel rode up her thighs, revealing more of her smooth, dark skin.
"Wikki, my love," Nayanthara whispered, leaning in close so her breath tickled his ear. "There's something I need you to do for me." Wikki swallowed hard, trying to focus on her words instead of the feeling of her ample breasts pressed against his chest. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I need you to call our plumber, Plumber Sulaiman," she said, running her fingers through his hair.
"Plumber Sulaiman? Why him?" Wikki asked, his voice a bit strained as Nayanthara ground her hips against his growing erection. She leaned back slightly, looking into his eyes with a mischievous smile. "He's always so thorough," she purred, emphasizing the last word with a squeeze of his thigh muscles. "And he has such strong hands." Wikki groaned softly, picturing the muscular plumber touching his wife all over.
"Honey, what does Plumber Sulaiman have to do with the leak in the bathroom sink?" Wikki asked, his brow furrowing in confusion as he tried to make sense of Nayanthara's request. He shifted uncomfortably beneath her, his cock throbbing insistently against the zipper of his pants. She laughed, a low husky sound that sent shivers down his spine.
Nayanthara slid off Wikki's lap and stood before him, letting the towel drop to the floor. She was completely naked, her dark nipples already hardened with arousal. She took Wikki's hand and placed it on her soft belly, then guided it lower until his fingertips brushed against her neatly trimmed bush. "Feel how wet I am," she whispered. Wikki moaned as his fingers found her slick folds, already soaked with desire.
Wikki groaned as his fingers slid between Nayanthara's lips, feeling her heat and wetness enveloping him. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with lust and confusion. "Why do you want me to call Plumber Sulaiman?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire. Nayanthara smirked, grinding herself against his hand. "Because I want him here," she said simply, her dark eyes locked onto his. "I want him to fix things…"
Nayanthara's eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Wikki's heart race. She leaned closer, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "Call him, Wikki. Tell him we have a… problem." Wikki nodded, unable to resist the allure of his wife's desires. He pulled out his phone and dialed Plumber Sulaiman's number, his free hand still exploring Nayanthara's dripping wet pussy.
As Wikki spoke on the phone, Nayanthara stepped back and began to strip him. She tugged at his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside. Then she unbuckled his belt and yanked down his pants, along with his boxers, freeing his rock-hard cock. It sprang up, standing straight and proud, already leaking pre-cum. Nayanthara licked her lips, eager to taste him again but she knew she couldn't wait much longer.
"Plumber Sulaiman will be here soon," Wikki rasped, his cock twitching eagerly at the sight of Nayanthara's naked body. She grinned wickedly, then sank to her knees before him. Her dark eyes met his as she took his throbbing member in hand, stroking it gently while licking her lips suggestively. "Good boy," she purred, leaning forward and flicking her tongue across the sensitive tip.
Wikki moaned softly as Nayanthara's tongue swirled around the head of his cock, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked from its slit. She gripped the base firmly, her fingers not quite meeting due to the thickness of his shaft. She stroked him slowly, teasing him with her touch, while her other hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently in their sac.
Nayanthara's hand moved up and down Wikki's cock, her grip tight yet gentle. She knew just how to stroke him, using the perfect amount of pressure and speed to drive him wild. Her thumb circled the sensitive head with each upward motion, spreading the precum that seeped from his tip. She could feel his body tensing as he neared orgasm, his breath hitching in his throat. "That's it, baby," she cooed encouragingly.
"Look at how hard you are for me, Wikki," Nayanthara purred, her dark eyes sparkling with desire as she gazed up at her husband. "You know what I love about your cock?" She continued, slowly pumping her fist up and down his thick shaft, feeling it pulse with every beat of his heart. "It tastes so good."
Wikki's knees buckled as Nayanthara's words sent a jolt of pleasure through him. He slid down the couch, his back hitting the cushion as he lay sprawled before her. His cock stood tall and proud, bobbing slightly with each racing heartbeat. Nayanthara smiled wickedly, her eyes never leaving his throbbing member. She leaned in closer, her warm breath fanning across his sensitive flesh, making him shiver with anticipation.
She blew a stream of air directly onto his cockhead, causing it to jerk and twitch in response. She giggled at his reaction, clearly enjoying the power she held over him. Leaning even closer, she dragged her tongue lightly along the underside of his shaft, from root to tip. Wikki gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily as pleasure coursed through him.
Nayanthara wrapped her soft, warm hand around Wikki's cock, stroking it gently as she looked into his eyes. She felt him throb against her palm, and she smiled knowingly. She knew just how to work him, how to bring him to the edge of ecstasy and keep him there, begging for release. She tightened her grip, moving her hand up and down his length with increasing speed.
Wikki's breathing grew ragged as Nayanthara's hand moved faster, her grip tightening around his cock. He could feel the familiar tension building in his balls, his orgasm approaching rapidly. "Fuck, honey," he groaned, his hips thrusting upwards to meet her strokes. "I'm gonna cum." Nayanthara smiled wickedly, her eyes locked onto his as she pumped his cock relentlessly.
"Oh fuck!" Wikki cried out, his voice echoing through the room as his orgasm hit him like a freight train. His cock pulsed violently in Nayanthara's hand, spurting ropes of hot, sticky cum onto his chest and stomach. He bucked his hips wildly, riding out the waves of pleasure that crashed over him. Nayanthara slowed her strokes, milking his cock gently as he came down from his high.
Nayanthara released Wikki's softening cock and rose to her feet, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire. She glanced down at her husband, seeing his chest rise and fall rapidly as he struggled to catch his breath. A satisfied smirk played on her lips as she admired the mess she'd made of him-his chest and stomach glistening with sweat and cum, his hair disheveled from her fingers running through it.
"Stay here and rest, my love," Nayanthara murmured, tracing a fingertip through the sticky evidence of Wikki's orgasm. "I'll be right back." She turned and sauntered away, her hips swaying enticingly with each step. Wikki watched her go, his body still tingling from the powerful climax she had given him. He could hardly believe that this incredible woman was his wife.
As Nayanthara disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of the shower turning on echoed through the house. Wikki lay back on the couch, his body spent and sated from the intense orgasm his wife had given him. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to drift into a state of blissful relaxation. Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, the sound of a car pulling up outside snapped him back to reality.
The front door creaked open, and heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway. Plumber Sulaiman stepped into the living room, his dark eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. There lay Wikki on the couch, his chest still glistening with sweat and cum, his pants pooled around his ankles, and his semi-erect cock exposed for all to see.
Wikki jolted upright, his eyes snapping open as he realized someone was in the room with him. He quickly grabbed a nearby throw pillow and held it over his groin, trying to conceal his exposed cock from the intruder. His heart raced as he looked up, coming face-to-face with Plumber Sulaiman, the muscular plumber. Plumber Sulaiman's gaze flicked briefly to the pillow covering Wikki's crotch before meeting his eyes.
Nayanthara emerged from the bathroom, a cloud of steam billowing out behind her. She was wrapped in a fluffy white robe, her wet hair cascading down her back in dark curls. The robe clung to her damp skin, accentuating the curves of her voluptuous body. She paused in the doorway, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw Plumber Sulaiman standing there, staring at Wikki. "Plumber Sulaiman!"
"Plumber Sulaiman!" Nayanthara exclaimed, her voice carrying a mix of surprise and amusement. She sauntered into the room, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. "You're early." Plumber Sulaiman tore his gaze away from Wikki and focused on Nayanthara, his dark eyes roaming over her curvy figure. "Sorry, ma'am," he said, his voice deep and slightly husky. "I thought you needed urgent help with the pipes."
Nayanthara smiled at Plumber Sulaiman, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, I do need help with something urgent," she said, biting her lip suggestively. She glanced down at Wikki, who was still clutching the pillow to his groin, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "But first, why don't you go check on those pipes?" She gestured towards the bathroom.
Nayanthara crooked her finger at Plumber Sulaiman, beckoning him closer. "Come with me," she purred, her voice laced with invitation. Plumber Sulaiman hesitated for a moment, glancing back at Wikki, who was still frozen in place on the couch. But the allure of Nayanthara proved too strong to resist. He followed her towards the bathroom, his eyes fixed on the sway of her hips beneath the thin robe.
Nayanthara pushed open the bathroom door, stepping inside with Plumber Sulaiman close behind her. The room was filled with steam, the air heavy and warm from the hot water running in the tub. She turned to face him, her eyes locked onto his as she let her robe slip slowly off her shoulders, pooling at her feet.
Plumber Sulaiman's eyes widened as Nayanthara revealed her naked body to him. Her dark nipples were already hardened with arousal, and her pussy was glistening with wetness. He swallowed hard, his own body responding instantly to the sight of her. His cock straining against his jeans. "You have such strong hands," Nayanthara murmured, reaching out to trace one of his calloused palms.
Nayanthara dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving Plumber Sulaiman's as she reached for his belt. She quickly undid his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers to reveal his thick, hard cock. She licked her lips, wrapping her hand around his shaft and giving it a slow, firm stroke. Plumber Sulaiman groaned, his hips bucking slightly at her touch. Nayanthara smiled up at him, her dark eyes shining with lust.
Wikki sat up straighter on the couch, his heart pounding in his chest as he listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom. He could hear muffled voices and faint noises that sent a thrill of excitement and nervousness through him. Curiosity getting the better of him, Wikki cautiously got up from the couch, still clutching the pillow to cover his nakedness.
He tiptoed towards the bathroom, his bare feet silent on the wooden floor. Reaching the doorway, he peered inside, his eyes widening at the sight before him. Nayanthara knelt on the floor, her full lips wrapped around Plumber Sulaiman's thick cock. Plumber Sulaiman stood with his back to Wikki, his head thrown back in pleasure as Nayanthara sucked him expertly.
Wikki watched, transfixed, as Nayanthara took Plumber Sulaiman deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him greedily. One of her hands gripped the base of his cock, stroking him in time with her movements, while the other reached up to cup his heavy balls. Plumber Sulaiman's hands tangled in Nayanthara's wet hair, guiding her rhythm as she worked him expertly.
Nayanthara relaxed her jaw, taking Plumber Sulaiman even deeper into her mouth until his tip pressed against the back of her throat. She held him there for a moment before pulling back, her saliva coating his length. "Fuck, ma'am," Plumber Sulaiman groaned, looking down at her with hooded eyes. "Your mouth feels amazing." Nayanthara smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire.
Plumber Sulaiman pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside carelessly. His muscular torso gleamed with sweat, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. Nayanthara's hands roamed over his body, tracing the lines of his muscles as she continued to suck his cock eagerly. Plumber Sulaiman's hips began to move, thrusting gently into her mouth as he gave in to the pleasure. "Yes, ma'am," he grunted, his voice strained with desire.
Wikki watched intently, his own cock stirring back to life as he observed the explicit scene unfolding before him. He bit his lip, stifling a moan as Nayanthara's head bobbed up and down on Plumber Sulaiman's thick shaft, her cheeks hollowed out with suction. Plumber Sulaiman's hands clenched in her wet hair, guiding her rhythm as she took him deeper into her throat.
Plumber Sulaiman's grip on Nayanthara's hair tightened, his hips beginning to thrust more insistently into her eager mouth. "I'm gonna cum soon, ma'am," he warned, his voice low and husky. Nayanthara hummed softly in acknowledgment, doubling her efforts as she prepared to take his load. Wikki's hand moved to his own cock, stroking it slowly as he watched his wife pleasured another man.
Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening caught their attention. All three heads turned towards the noise, and Wikki froze mid-stroke, his hand still gripping his hard cock. In walked Assistant Plumber Akbar, the teenage boy, his muscular frame filling the doorway. His eyes widened as he took in the scene before him:
Assistant Plumber Akbar's eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. Nayanthara, naked and kneeling, sucking on Plumber Sulaiman's thick cock, while Wikki stood in the doorway, his hand wrapped around his own stiff erection. "Shit, sorry," Assistant Plumber Akbar stammered, his face flushing red with embarrassment. But instead of turning away, his gaze remained fixed on the erotic tableau playing out in front of him.
Wikki, despite his initial shock, found an unexpected thrill coursing through him. He glanced at Nayanthara, who was still engrossed in pleasuring Plumber Sulaiman, her eyes half-lidded with lust. She didn't seem bothered by the interruption; if anything, she seemed to enjoy having an audience. "Don't be shy," Wikki called out to Assistant Plumber Akbar, his voice steady despite the pounding of his heart. "Join us."
Nayanthara pulled back from Plumber Sulaiman's cock, her lips glossy with spit. She looked up at Assistant Plumber Akbar, her eyes smoldering with desire. "Come closer, sweetheart," she purred, beckoning him with a curled finger. Assistant Plumber Akbar hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers. As he approached, Nayanthara reached out and began to unbuckle his tool belt, letting it clatter to the floor.
Assistant Plumber Akbar kicked off his shoes and socks, and Nayanthara went to work on his pants. She tugged them down, revealing his thick, curved cock straining against his boxer briefs. She rubbed her palm over the bulge, eliciting a groan from Assistant Plumber Akbar. "You like that, baby?" Nayanthara cooed, hooking her fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pulling them down slowly. Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock sprang free, hard and leaking precum.
Assistant Plumber Akbar stepped out of his pants, kicking them aside as he moved closer to Nayanthara. He looked down at her, his young face flushed with desire. "May I join you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Nayanthara smiled up at him, her dark eyes sparkling with lust. "Of course, darling," she purred, taking his cock in one hand and Plumber Sulaiman's in the other.
She stroked both cocks in tandem, her soft hands working them in sync. She leaned forward, flicking her tongue out to taste Plumber Sulaiman's tip before moving to Assistant Plumber Akbar's, lapping up the bead of precum gathered there. Alternating between the two men, Nayanthara sucked their cockheads one at a time, swirling her tongue around each sensitive ridge.
Assistant Plumber Akbar tentatively reached out, his calloused hand cupping Nayanthara's full breast. He squeezed gently, rolling her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Nayanthara moaned in approval, arching her back to press her tit further into his hand. Encouraged, Assistant Plumber Akbar pinched her nipple harder, causing Nayanthara to gasp around Plumber Sulaiman's cock.
Wikki, emboldened by the sight of his wife pleasuring two muscular men, joined the action. He approached Assistant Plumber Akbar from behind, pressing his body against the teenager's back. Wikki reached around, his hand finding its way to Assistant Plumber Akbar's flat stomach before moving lower to grasp his throbbing cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Wikki whispered in Assistant Plumber Akbar's ear, stroking him firmly.
Assistant Plumber Akbar nodded, his breath hitching as Wikki began to jerk him off in earnest. Wikki's smaller hand felt good on his cock, but what really drove Assistant Plumber Akbar wild was the feeling of Nayanthara's hot mouth enveloping his tip every few seconds. He looked down, watching as her full lips stretched around him, her eyes locked onto his. "Fuck, ma'am," he groaned, his hips twitching involuntarily.
Wikki released Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock and stepped back, his own member throbbing with anticipation. He wanted to watch Nayanthara suck both men while he played with himself. Nayanthara looked up at the two men flanking her, a wicked smile spreading across her face. She took Plumber Sulaiman's cock in one hand and Assistant Plumber Akbar's in the other, stroking them together as she licked her lips provocatively. "Who wants my mouth first?"
Nayanthara looked over her shoulder at Wikki, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Join us, sweetheart," she said, beckoning him closer with a curl of her finger. Wikki stepped forward, his cock jutting out proudly. Nayanthara took his length in her hand, stroking it gently as she gazed up at him. "Give me your cock," she commanded softly. Wikki obeyed, feeding his hard member into her waiting mouth.
Nayanthara took Wikki's cock into her mouth, moaning around it as she tasted his familiar saltiness. She began to bob her head, taking him deep into her throat before pulling back to swirl her tongue around his tip. Meanwhile, she continued to stroke Plumber Sulaiman and Assistant Plumber Akbar, squeezing their lengths in time with her movements on Wikki. The three men groaned in unison, their hips thrusting forward in sync.
Nayanthara's mouth felt incredible on his cock, and Wikki couldn't help but thrust deeper, fucking her throat with abandon. She gagged slightly but took him eagerly, her eyes watering as she looked up at him. With one hand still stroking Plumber Sulaiman, Nayanthara reached down to fondle Wikki's balls, rolling them gently in her palm. The sensation sent shivers down Wikki's spine, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
The three men exchanged glances, communicating silently. They wanted more than just Nayanthara's mouth; they craved her entire body. Plumber Sulaiman broke the silence, his voice husky with desire. "Let's take this to the bedroom." Nayanthara released their cocks from her mouth and hands, a sultry smile playing on her lips. She rose gracefully to her feet, her naked body glistening with sweat and anticipation.
Nayanthara turned and sashayed her way out of the bathroom, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She ascended the stairs, her full ass jiggling enticingly, knowing that all three pairs of eyes were locked onto her flesh. At the top of the stairs, she paused and looked back at the men, a teasing grin on her face. "Are you coming, boys?" she asked playfully before disappearing into the master bedroom.
The men hurried after her, their cocks bobbing excitedly as they climbed the stairs. They entered the bedroom to find Nayanthara sprawled across the bed on her hands and knees, her voluptuous ass raised invitingly in the air. Her back arched seductively, accentuating the curve of her spine and the swell of her hips.
Her long black hair cascaded down her back, framing her face as she looked back at them with lust-filled eyes. "Who's going to fuck me first?" she purred, biting her lower lip suggestively. Plumber Sulaiman wasted no time, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself behind her. He grasped his thick cock and rubbed it along her slick folds, teasing her entrance before plunging deep inside her welcoming pussy.
Wikki stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes riveted to the sight of Plumber Sulaiman's thick cock disappearing into Nayanthara's dripping cunt. He watched as Plumber Sulaiman grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pump in and out of her forcefully. Nayanthara moaned loudly, pushing back against Plumber Sulaiman's thrusts, matching his rhythm eagerly. "Fuck yes!"
"Harder, Plumber Sulaiman," Nayanthara begged, glancing back at Wikki and Assistant Plumber Akbar. "Fuck me harder!" Wikki's cock twitched at her words, his hand wrapping around his shaft as he stroked himself in time with Plumber Sulaiman's thrusts. Beside him, Assistant Plumber Akbar mirrored his actions, his eyes locked onto Nayanthara's ass as it bounced against Plumber Sulaiman's pelvis. Nayanthara reached out to Assistant Plumber Akbar, crooking her finger in invitation.
Assistant Plumber Akbar stepped closer, his cock throbbing with anticipation. Nayanthara grasped his shaft firmly, guiding him towards her hungry mouth. She opened wide, taking his length into her throat with ease. Her eyes watered as she deep-throated him, her nose pressing against his pelvic bone. Behind her, Plumber Sulaiman continued to pound her pussy relentlessly, his balls slapping against her clit with each powerful thrust.
Nayanthara began to choke on Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock, her body convulsing as she struggled to breathe. Still, she refused to let go, wanting to feel him hit the back of her throat. Finally, she pulled back, gasping for air as strings of saliva connected her lips to Assistant Plumber Akbar's glistening cock. "Fuck, ma'am," Assistant Plumber Akbar groaned, his voice laced with desperation. "Your mouth feels so damn good."
Plumber Sulaiman slowed his pace, his breath ragged as he pulled out of Nayanthara's dripping pussy. His cock glistened with her juices, standing proud and erect. "Switch," he grunted, nodding at Assistant Plumber Akbar. Assistant Plumber Akbar quickly complied, moving around to position himself behind Nayanthara. He rubbed the head of his cock against her swollen lips, coating himself in her arousal before sliding into her depths.
Assistant Plumber Akbar gripped Nayanthara's hips tightly, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh as he began to piston in and out of her soaked cunt. He started slow, relishing the tight grip of her walls around his throbbing cock. But his restraint didn't last long. With a grunt, he picked up the pace, slamming into her with increasing force.
Nayanthara yelped in surprise as Assistant Plumber Akbar's hand connected with her ass cheek, the sharp sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. "Yes! Harder!" she cried out, bucking back against him eagerly. Spurred on by her reaction, Assistant Plumber Akbar rained down slap after slap on her bouncing cheeks, alternating sides and varying the intensity until her skin was pink and fiery.
"More!" Nayanthara demanded, pushing back against Assistant Plumber Akbar's thrusts. "Spank me harder, you little shit!" Assistant Plumber Akbar grinned wolfishly, giving her ass a brutal slap that left a bright red handprint on her flesh. He pounded into her relentlessly, his hips slapping against her bruised cheeks with each forceful stroke. "Fuck, ma'am," he gasped, his body tensing as he neared the edge of orgasm. "I'm gonna cum soon."
Nayanthara looked back at him, her dark eyes filled with lust and challenge. "Cum inside me," she ordered, her voice hoarse with desire. "Fill my pussy with your hot seed." Assistant Plumber Akbar groaned deeply, his cock swelling even thicker within her grasping cunt. With a final series of hard, desperate thrusts, he buried himself fully inside her and held there, his body trembling as he erupted in ecstasy.
Wikki watched intently as Assistant Plumber Akbar's cock pulsed inside Nayanthara, filling her with his hot cum. He could see the younger man's muscles tense and release as he emptied himself into her willing body. When Assistant Plumber Akbar finally pulled out, his spent cock glistened with a mix of their fluids. Nayanthara collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "My turn again," Plumber Sulaiman growled, moving back behind her.
Plumber Sulaiman lined up his cock with Nayanthara's gaping hole, smearing Assistant Plumber Akbar's cum around her puffy lips. He pushed in easily, her pussy already well-lubricated and stretched open. Plumber Sulaiman set a punishing pace from the start, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with each forceful thrust. He reached under her, grabbing fistfuls of her massive tits and squeezing them roughly as he plowed into her mercilessly.
"You're so fucking wet," Plumber Sulaiman grunted, his cock driving in and out of Nayanthara's drenched pussy. He could feel her inner muscles rippling around him, massaging his length with each powerful stroke. "Your cunt loves being filled, doesn't it?" Nayanthara moaned in agreement, her body rocking back to meet his thrusts. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes glazed with lust. "Yes, yes, it does," she panted.
Wikki, unable to resist the erotic scene unfolding before him, stepped closer to the bed. Assistant Plumber Akbar, noticing Wikki's approach, dropped to his knees in front of him. Without hesitation, Assistant Plumber Akbar wrapped his lips around Wikki's aching cock, swallowing him whole. Wikki groaned loudly, his hips jerking forward as Assistant Plumber Akbar's hot mouth enveloped his length.
Plumber Sulaiman suddenly withdrew from Nayanthara, leaving her feeling empty and wanting. Before she could protest, he hooked his arms beneath her legs and flipped her onto her back effortlessly. Nayanthara squealed in surprise, her massive tits bouncing wildly as she landed on the mattress. She looked up at Plumber Sulaiman, her eyes filled with anticipation as he positioned himself between her widespread thighs.
Plumber Sulaiman pressed his advantage, driving his cock back into Nayanthara's pussy with renewed vigor. He held her legs up high, folding her nearly in half as he hammered away at her soaked cunt. Nayanthara wrapped her arms around her bent knees, pulling herself open wider for him. "Fuck me, Plumber Sulaiman," she begged, her voice breathless. "Use my pussy however you want."
Wikki's hips bucked involuntarily as Assistant Plumber Akbar deep-throated him, the sensation of his mouth working overtime making Wikki moan loudly. He glanced down to see Nayanthara staring up at him with lust-filled eyes, her body writhing beneath Plumber Sulaiman's relentless assault. "That's it, sweetie," she cooed, her voice breathy and needy. "Let that boy make you cum."
Wikki's toes curled as Assistant Plumber Akbar sucked vigorously on his cock, the younger man's head bobbing up and down furiously. Wikki tangled his fingers in Assistant Plumber Akbar's hair, holding him close as he began to fuck his face in earnest. He looked down at Nayanthara, who was panting and moaning beneath Plumber Sulaiman's powerful thrusts. Her massive tits shook with each impact, her dark nipples standing erect and begging for attention.
Wikki grunted loudly as Assistant Plumber Akbar expertly worked his magic on his cock. Feeling bold, Wikki decided to join the action fully. He guided Assistant Plumber Akbar's head back and forth, using the young man's mouth for his pleasure. "I'm going to fuck your ass," Wikki announced, pulling out of Assistant Plumber Akbar's warm mouth. Assistant Plumber Akbar looked up at him, a mixture of excitement and nervousness in his eyes.
Wikki positioned himself behind Assistant Plumber Akbar, his cock slick with saliva from Assistant Plumber Akbar's eager mouth. He pressed the head of his cock against Assistant Plumber Akbar's puckered hole, feeling the muscle relax and yield to his intrusion. "Oh fuck!" Assistant Plumber Akbar gasped, arching his back as Wikki pushed past the initial resistance and slid into his virgin ass.
"Ahhhh!" Assistant Plumber Akbar cried out, his body tensing as Wikki's cock impaled him. Nayanthara watched intently, her eyes locked on the scene unfolding beside her. Plumber Sulaiman continued to pound into her relentlessly, but her focus was drawn to the two men behind her. "Fuck his ass, Wikki," Nayanthara urged, her voice thick with desire. "Make that boy scream for mercy." Wikki needed no further encouragement.
"Plumber Sulaiman, baby," Nayanthara moaned, reaching out to touch the plumber's sweaty chest. "Fuck my ass while Wikki takes care of that cute boy." Plumber Sulaiman grinned wickedly, withdrawing his cock from her dripping pussy and positioning himself at her tight backdoor. Nayanthara reached back and spread her cheeks for him, exposing her wrinkled hole.
Plumber Sulaiman spat on his cock and rubbed it against Nayanthara's tiny asshole, loosening the tight ring of muscle. He pressed gently, feeling her give way as the head of his cock popped through the opening. "Oh god!" Nayanthara cried out, her body tensing as Plumber Sulaiman entered her slowly. She had never felt so full, so completely possessed.
He fed his thick cock into her inch by inch, stretching her tight hole obscenely wide. Nayanthara screamed in ecstasy, her body convulsing as Plumber Sulaiman's fat head breached her sphincter and sank deep into her bowels. He bottomed out inside her, his balls pressed against her sopping pussy. "Holy fuck," Nayanthara groaned, her knuckles white as she gripped the sheets tightly.
Plumber Sulaiman gave her a moment to adjust, savoring the intense heat enveloping his cock. Then, with a low grunt, he began to move. He pulled back slowly, dragging his length through her clenched passage, then thrust forward sharply, burying himself fully once more.
Nayanthara wailed in pleasure, her body jerking wildly as Plumber Sulaiman established a steady rhythm, pounding into her ass with increasing fervor. The room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, punctuated by moans, groans, and cries of ecstasy. Next to them, Wikki fucked Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass with equal enthusiasm, his hips snapping forward as he drove his cock deep into the young man's virginal hole.
"You're so tight," Plumber Sulaiman groaned, his voice strained with exertion. "So fucking tight." He reached underneath Nayanthara, groping for her massive tits as he pounded her ass relentlessly. He squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh, pinching her dark nipples roughly between his fingers. Nayanthara arched her back, pushing her chest up into his hands as she reveled in the sensations coursing through her body.
"Harder, Plumber Sulaiman," Nayanthara panted. "Fuck my ass harder." She reached back, grabbing a handful of his muscular buttock and urging him on. "Give it to me like you mean it." Plumber Sulaiman obliged, picking up the pace as he slammed into her with renewed vigor. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, threatening to collapse under the force of their coupling.
Wikki grunted, his hips moving faster as he plunged deeper into Assistant Plumber Akbar's mouth. Assistant Plumber Akbar gagged again, but Wikki did not let up; instead, he increased the tempo, fucking Assistant Plumber Akbar's face with unbridled ferocity. Saliva dripped from Assistant Plumber Akbar's chin, mixing with tears streaming down his cheeks as Wikki used him ruthlessly.
Next to them, Wikki rammed his cock into Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass with increasing urgency. The young man braced himself against the bed, his knuckles white as he gripped the sheets tightly. He could feel every vein, every ridge of Wikki's cock as it plundered his virgin hole, stretching him obscenely wide. "Fuck, sir," Assistant Plumber Akbar groaned, his voice strained with pain and pleasure. "Your cock feels amazing."
Nayanthara, her body aflame with passion, reached out to touch Assistant Plumber Akbar's sweat-slicked chest. Her fingers traced the defined muscles of his torso, exploring every curve and line as if committing them to memory. She leaned over and licked one of his dark nipples, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from the young man.
Her tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, teasing and tantalizing. Assistant Plumber Akbar's breath hitched as she nibbled playfully, sending jolts of electricity straight to his groin. Meanwhile, Plumber Sulaiman pounded into her ass with relentless abandon, his hips slapping against her ample cheeks with each powerful thrust. Nayanthara moaned deeply, her body trembling with pleasure as she continued to explore Assistant Plumber Akbar's toned physique.
Nayanthara, driven by an insatiable hunger, released Assistant Plumber Akbar's nipple with a pop. She shifted her position slightly, bringing her face level with Wikki's cock, still slick with Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass juices. Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around the shaft, tasting the musky flavor of their combined arousal. Wikki groaned loudly, his hips jerking forward as Nayanthara took him deep into her throat.
Nayanthara felt the first wave of Plumber Sulaiman's orgasm ripple through his body as he rammed his cock deep into her ass. "I'm gonna cum," he growled, his grip tightening on her massive tits. Nayanthara moaned around Wikki's cock, sucking him hungrily as she prepared for the deluge. Plumber Sulaiman grunted loudly, his hips stuttering as his cock exploded inside her.
Ropes of thick, white cum sprayed from Plumber Sulaiman's cock, coating Nayanthara's face and neck with his sticky seed. He pumped his hips wildly, emptying his balls completely as he marked her as his. Beside them, Wikki roared in ecstasy, his cock pulsing as he unleashed his load deep within Assistant Plumber Akbar's ass. Assistant Plumber Akbar cried out, his body convulsing as Wikki filled him with his hot semen.
Wikki pulled out of Assistant Plumber Akbar's gaping asshole, his cock twitching as the last few drops of cum splattered onto Nayanthara's cheek. Assistant Plumber Akbar collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily as Wikki moved to stand beside Plumber Sulaiman. Both men stroked their semi-hard cocks eagerly, preparing to finish what they started. Nayanthara looked up at them, her face covered in a thick layer of Plumber Sulaiman's cum.
Wikki and Plumber Sulaiman stood side by side, their cocks rising swiftly to the occasion as they stared down at Nayanthara's cum-covered face. Assistant Plumber Akbar lay sprawled on the bed beside them, his body glistening with sweat and his ass still gaping from Wikki's vigorous fucking. Nayanthara reached up, her fingers gathering the ropes of cum dripping from her chin. She brought them to her lips, sucking them clean with a loud slurp.
Wikki, his cock still leaking precum, dropped to his knees in front of Nayanthara. He grabbed her chin firmly, tilting her head up so he could look into her eyes. "Did you like that, my dirty slut?" he asked, his voice harsh with lust. Nayanthara nodded eagerly, her lips parted as she panted for breath. Wikki smirked, then lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply despite the cum coating her face.
Wikki broke the kiss, grinning widely as he admired Nayanthara's cum-soaked face. "Time to get cleaned up," he said, helping her to her feet. Still hard, his cock twitched against her thigh as they walked towards the bathroom, leaving Plumber Sulaiman and Assistant Plumber Akbar to follow. They filed into the spacious bathroom, the scent of sex filling the air.
Plumber Sulaiman scooted closer to Nayanthara, his hand sliding up her inner thigh as he approached. He cupped her breast possessively, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling her dark nipple between his fingers. Nayanthara leaned back against him, her body melting into his touch. Plumber Sulaiman dipped his head, pressing a hot, hungry kiss to her neck. His other hand wandered lower, tracing lazy circles over her swollen clit.
Nayanthara turned around, straddling Plumber Sulaiman's lap and grinding her dripping pussy against his rock-hard cock. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a fierce kiss as she rolled her hips eagerly. Their tongues danced together, tangling and dueling as they explored each other's mouths. Behind her, Wikki and Assistant Plumber Akbar watched intently, stroking their cocks lazily as they enjoyed the show.
Plumber Sulaiman stood, lifting Nayanthara effortlessly and wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her out of the tub, leaving Wikki and Assistant Plumber Akbar to enjoy the view as they continued to stroke themselves. Plumber Sulaiman laid Nayanthara down on the nearby vanity, spreading her legs wide and settling between them. He kissed her deeply, his tongue invading her mouth as he ground his cock against her aching pussy.
Plumber Sulaiman lined up his cock with Nayanthara's entrance, rubbing the tip through her wet folds. He teased her mercilessly, circling her clit before plunging into her depths. Nayanthara moaned loudly, her body arching off the countertop as Plumber Sulaiman filled her completely. He set a punishing pace, driving his cock into her with relentless force.
Nayanthara moaned loudly, her body writhing beneath Plumber Sulaiman as he pounded into her relentlessly. The vanity shook with each powerful thrust, the mirror rattling in its frame as their bodies collided. "Fuck yes!" Nayanthara cried out, her nails digging into Plumber Sulaiman's back as she held on for dear life. Her massive tits bounced wildly, slapping against her chest with each brutal impact.
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