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

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Scene 11

After that deep kiss and Jagat’s hands pressing firm on her heavy breasts over the bra, Shanti felt her whole body burning with need. Her nipples were rock hard and she was already wet between her legs. Outside the thick wooden door, Raj was still sitting on the cold marble floor, the small kid now awake and fussy in his arms. He had given the baby some mashed rice earlier, but the six-month-old was crying softly for his mother’s milk. Raj rocked him helplessly, tears running down his face, every moan coming from inside the room cutting him deeper.

The heavy wooden door acted like a cruel filter. It stopped the words but made Shanti’s breathy sounds louder for Raj.
Inside the dimly lit room, Jagat stood right in front of Shanti, his eyes fixed on the last piece of cloth hiding her chest. He leaned in slowly, old fingers touching the clasp of her lace bra.

Jagat Singh: Shall I?
Shanti hesitated for one second, her dark eyes meeting his. She felt the weight of everything that was about to happen.

Shanti: ...Mmmm... slowly...
Jagat unhooked the clasp carefully. The bra loosened. He watched her face as her breathing became deeper and shaky.

Shanti: Ahhhhhhhhh...
He gently slid the lace away, seeing her full naked breasts for the first time. Heavy, full of milk, beautiful. He didn’t speak at first. He just looked, making the wait even more painful.

Jagat Singh: You're... perfect.
Shanti’s shoulders dropped. A strange mix of relief and dirty excitement filled her.

Shanti: Ohhhhh... don’t stare so much...
She didn’t try to cover herself. Her hands stayed lightly on his chest. Jagat leaned closer, kissing just above her breast, then slowly moving lower. His lips touched the soft swell of one breast gently.

Shanti: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Jagat placed a slow kiss right on the heavy curve. Shanti’s fingers immediately gripped his shoulders hard.

Shanti: Ohhhhhhhhhhh... I feel... sensitive...
He opened his mouth and took her nipple fully inside, sucking deep and strong. The warm, sweet milk flowed into his mouth.
Shanti’s eyes flew open in shock, then her whole body melted.

Shanti: Ahhhhhhhhhhh—! Ohhhhh... I didn’t expect that...

Jagat Singh: It's beautiful. You taste so sweet.
Shanti’s face turned deep red. A wave of maternal shock and strong, dirty pleasure hit her hard.

Shanti: Really? It feels... so good...
Jagat switched to the other breast, sucking with steady rhythm, hands gently holding her heavy chest. Shanti’s breathing became fast and broken.

Shanti: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Ahhhhhhhhhhh... don’t stop...

Jagat Singh: Tell me how it feels.

Shanti: Intense... warm... like we're connected. Keep going... please.
He sucked harder, swallowing again and again. Shanti’s hips moved forward on their own, pressing into him.

Shanti: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Oh god... it's too much... but don't stop...

Jagat Singh: You're incredible. You taste like heaven.
Outside the door, Raj dragged both hands down his face, silently praying to become deaf. He could hear everything.
Inside, Jagat kept going, switching sides, sucking like he could never get enough. Shanti’s moans grew longer and louder.

Shanti: I'm... I'm yours... Ahhhhhhhhh... keep sucking... harder... Ohhhhh... ahh... ahh... don't stop, please! Yes... just like that... oh god, it's amazing...
Shanti’s body shook with strong waves of pleasure.

Jagat Singh: You're everything to me.
Shanti smiled weakly, eyes glassy with pleasure. She pulled his silver head up and gave him a slow, deep kiss.

Shanti: That was... unforgettable.
Even while kissing, Jagat’s fingers stayed on her warm skin, silently promising that this was only the beginning. The Tharki Transaction had just started.