Adultery The Forbidden Relief – My Wife's Secret

[doodhwale_bhaiya]

“Yes Ravi… everything is fine here… the rain is really heavy tonight… I can barely hear you…”
 
Bhola thought of taking the risk further. Simran was getting comfortable now, talking to her husband while he drank from her leaking tits like they belonged to him. He suddenly pulled his mouth off her nipple with a loud, wet pop, milk dripping from his lips.
 
Simran looked at him in shock, eyes wide, still holding the phone to her ear.
 
Before she could react, she instinctively swayed her heavy breasts from side to side, inviting him back, her leaking nipples drawing little circles in the air.
 
But Bhola had something else in mind.
 
He stood up fully, his massive, rock-hard cock pointing straight at her face like a thick, dark weapon. The fat head was glistening with precum, just inches from her lips.
 
Simran’s eyes widened in panic and raw lust.
 
“Bhola… nehi… abhi nehi…” she whispered, quickly covering the phone mic.
 
Bhola didn’t move. He simply stood there, holding his thick lund and moving it closer until the honey-sweet tip brushed against her soft lips.
 
Simran looked up at him with pleading eyes.
 
“Bhola… please… Ravi phone pe hai…”
“Bhola… please… Ravi is on the phone…”
 
But Bhola gently pushed the fat head forward. Simran hesitated for a second, then slowly opened her mouth and let her tongue come out. She gave the tip a slow, hesitant lick.
 
Bhola’s cock jumped in joy. He smiled down at her.
 
Simran started licking the thick shaft from below with long, wet strokes, running her tongue all the way up to the head. She licked the fresh precum clean with a soft “Ummmm…” sound.
 
Then she opened her mouth wider and took the fat head inside, sucking hard with a loud, wet “Muuuahhh…” sound.
 
Ravi’s voice came through the phone.
 
“What was that sound?”
 
Simran pulled off for a second, breathing hard, trying to sound normal.
 
“Nothing… I was just… eating ice cream… it’s very tasty.”
 
Bhola immediately dipped the head of his cock back into the honey jar, coating it thickly again, then presented the glistening, sticky monster back to her.
 
Simran looked up at him with an angry but extremely aroused smirk. She opened her mouth and took the honey-coated head back in, sucking hard and making loud, filthy moaning sounds around it.
 
“Ummmmphhh… slurp… mmmphhh… gluck… gluck…”
 
Bhola groaned softly, one hand gently resting on her head as she sucked him while talking to her husband on the phone.
 
The scene was pure filth — Simran standing topless in Bhola’s room, talking sweetly to Ravi on the phone while her servant’s massive, honey-sweet cock was buried in her mouth. She sucked with wet, hungry pulls, her tongue swirling around the head, moaning softly around the thick shaft.
 
“Ummmmph… gluck… slurp… mmmphhh…”
 
Every time she bobbed her head, her heavy tits swayed and jiggled, milk still leaking from the nipples Bhola had just sucked raw.
 
Bhola looked down at her with dark satisfaction, gently holding her head as she worshipped his monster cock while speaking to her own husband.
 
Simran kept worshipping Bhola’s massive cock with pure devotion. She licked the sides with long, slow strokes of her tongue, dragging the flat of it along the thick, veiny length from base to head. She licked the underside again and again, savouring every inch of the beautiful, heavy monster that was now completely hers to please. It was huge — so thick and long that it looked almost unreal against her pretty face. Yet she treated it like something sacred, kissing and licking every throbbing vein, every smooth stretch of skin, moaning softly with every taste.
 
“Ummmm… ummmm…mwaaah….ummmm” she moaned between licks, her voice dripping with lust.
 
She became more comfortable with the size, taking the fat head back into her mouth and sucking with wet, rhythmic pulls while still talking to Ravi on the phone in between.
 
“Yes Ravi… the rain is really bad… I can barely hear you…”
 
Bhola started pushing his hips forward more frequently now, sliding the thick cock deeper into her mouth with each thrust. Simran’s eyes widened as she understood — he was getting close.
 
She quickly made an excuse on the phone.
 
“Ravi… light is flickering again… I’ll call you back in a bit, okay? Take care…”
 
The moment she disconnected the call and tossed the phone aside, she attacked his cock with renewed hunger. She sucked hard and fast, her head bobbing aggressively while her hands massaged his heavy balls, rolling and gently squeezing them.
 
“Gluck… gluck… gluck… slurp… mmmphhh… gluck-gluck-gluck!”
 
Bhola started grunting and moaning loudly, his hips twitching.
 
“Aaahhh Bhabhi… bahut achha choos rahi ho aap… mera lund pura geela ho gaya hai aapke muh se…”
“Aaahhh Bhabhi… you’re sucking so well… my cock has become completely wet from your mouth…”
 
Simran sucked even faster, making loud, filthy sucking sounds as she tried to milk him.
 
“Ummmmph… gluck… slurp… mmmphhh… choos rahi hoon tera lund… saara maal de mujhe…”
“Ummmmph… gluck… slurp… mmmphhh… I’m sucking your cock… give me all your maal…”
 
Bhola’s breathing turned ragged. He grabbed her head gently and started fucking her mouth with short, urgent thrusts.
 
Within seconds he exploded.
 
Wave after wave of thick, hot cum flooded Simran’s mouth in huge goblets. She tried her best to swallow as fast as she could, gulping loudly.
 
“Ammmmm… ahhhhmmmm… gluck… gluck… mmmphhh…”
 
But it was too much. Thick white cum overflowed from the corners of her stretched lips, running down her chin in messy rivers and dripping onto her tits. She kept sucking through it all, drinking as much as she could while Bhola jerked and groaned, emptying his heavy balls straight into her hungry mouth.
 
When the last powerful spurt finally stopped, Simran slowly pulled her mouth off his cock with a wet pop. She looked up at him with glassy, satisfied eyes, cum still dripping from her lips and chin.
 
Without hesitation, she started licking the remaining cum from the sides of his shaft and from her own fingers like a hungry bitch. Her tongue cleaned every inch of the thick cock, making it shiny and wet again. She licked the sensitive tip and underside slowly, savouring the last drops.
 
Bhola jumped and twitched at every touch, the head now extremely sensitive.
 
“Aaahhh Bhabhi… bahut sensitive ho gaya hai… dheere… aaahhh…”
“Aaahhh Bhabhi… it has become very sensitive… slowly… aaahhh…”