The Tharki(Horny) Transaction: Old rich man remarries for lust- 8 Videos[part 1-done]

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Scene 9

After the big kiss in the hall, everything felt final. Jagat held Shanti's hand tight and started walking towards the master bedroom. Raj stood there for a second, completely numb, the small kid still sleeping heavy in his arms after the long day. He followed them down the long, fancy hallway, his feet dragging on the marble. The small kid stirred once, making a small sound, but Raj rocked him gently and kept walking. Shanti didn't look back even once.

They reached the big carved wooden doors of the master suite. Jagat gently guided Shanti inside first. He didn't even turn to look at Raj. He just pulled the heavy doors shut with a loud bang. The metallic click of the lock echoed in the empty hallway like a gunshot.

Raj's legs gave up. He slowly sank down to the cold marble floor right outside the door, back against the wall, still holding the small kid close to his chest. He was now just a listener to his own wife's suhaagraat. Every sound from inside was going to kill him slowly.

Inside the dimly lit room with everything soft and private. Shanti stood in the middle, still in her heavy red saree, breathing fast. Jagat dropped his cane near the door and looked at her from head to toe, shaking his head slowly, like he couldn't believe she was really his now.

Jagat Singh: Raj is an absolute fool. He has no idea what he has given me. He starved a queen, and now... I get to feast.
He stepped close behind her. His old body heat pressed against her back. He buried his face near her shoulder and took a deep breath, smelling her sweat, perfume, and that sweet milky scent from her chest.

Jagat Singh: You smell incredible…
Shanti's shoulders relaxed a little, but her heart was beating very fast. She felt nervous but also excited in a bad way.

Shanti: mmmm… I know you’re doing that on purpose…
Jagat wrapped his arms tight around her slim waist and pulled her back hard against him. His lower body pressed against her hips, showing how much he wanted her. He kissed the side of her neck, slow and wet.

Shanti: ahhhhh… don’t start something you can’t finish, Seth Ji…
He hugged her even tighter, proving he was still strong enough. His lips moved hungrily along her neck, hot breath on her skin.

Shanti: ohhhhh… that spot… you know that spot…
Jagat turned her around to face him. Shanti looked up with half-closed eyes, already flushed and breathing heavy.

Jagat Singh: You’re beautiful.
His shaking hands moved slowly over her clothes, feeling her waist and hips, then came up and rested fully on her heavy chest, still covered by the blouse. He didn't squeeze yet, just felt the weight and warmth.

Shanti: mmmm… you’re staring again…
Jagat kept looking at her like she was the most precious thing he ever bought. His palms stayed on her breasts, feeling them move with her breathing.

Jagat Singh: You don’t even know how stunning you look right now. This magnificent size... this shape. I want to taste you, Shanti. I want to taste the life inside you.
Shanti's breath got faster. She put her hands over his, half trying to stop him, half not.

Shanti: ohhhh… don’t talk like that… you’ll make me weak… no...
Jagat ignored her weak protest. He stepped closer, pinning her lightly, and pressed his hands firmer on her chest through the blouse, feeling her nipples get hard.

Shanti: ahhhhhhhhh… okay… okay…
Jagat started kissing her cheeks slow and teasing. Shanti's fingers went into his silver hair, holding his head.

Shanti: mmmmmmmm… stay there…
He licked her neck lightly, then kissed behind her ear, breathing hard.

Shanti: ohhhhhhh… I can’t… you’re making it worse…
Their faces came very close. Lips brushed soft at first, then they started kissing slow, tasting each other.

Shanti: mmmmmmmmmmmm…
Suddenly Shanti couldn't wait anymore. She pulled him closer hard, fingers tight in his hair. The kiss became deep, wet, and desperate.

Shanti: ahhhhhhh… ohhhhh… mmmmmm…
Jagat stopped suddenly, pulling back just a little, looking straight into her eyes with full control.

Jagat Singh: Tell me to stop.
Shanti stared at him, chest heaving fast, eyes full of pure lust.

Shanti: …don’t you dare…
Jagat groaned and kissed her again, even deeper this time, like he wanted to eat her completely.

Shanti: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm… ahhhhhhhhh…
Outside the thick door, Raj heard that long "ahhhhh". He squeezed his eyes shut tight and buried his face in the small kid's blanket, breaking into pieces he knew he could never fix.