Adultery Ajab Si Piyas

[maitripatel]

Taking my lips into his mouth, Neeru began sucking on them while simultaneously thrusting his tongue deep inside my mouth. With my breathing growing increasingly rapid, I began to suck on his filthy tongue in return.

 
The saliva from his foul mouth flowed into mine via his tongue, a fluid, I sucked up as if it were divine nectar. Written by Maitri.
 
Down below, Neeru pushed aside the crotch of my panties; the juices flowing from my choot (pussy) immediately smeared onto his finger. He began to rub those very juices all over my choot (pussy), all the while keeping his tongue engaged with mine.
 
Driven wild by the touch of his fingers against my choot (pussy), I sucked frantically on his tongue, allowing the fluids to flow freely from my core.
 
Suddenly, after tracing his finger over my choot (pussy) for a moment, Neeru slid his thick, filthy, dark finger deep into my wet, throbbing hole.
 
I writhed on the chair, thrusting my hips upward to meet his finger. At the same time, pushing his tongue back with my own, I now thrust my own tongue deep into his foul, vile mouth.
 
Neeru welcomed my tongue into his mouth and began to suck on it. He clamped down on my tongue with his teeth, slowly increasing the pressure until he began to bite down on it.
 
This act of Neeru’s drove me into an even greater frenzy of desire. Juices began to gush from my choot (pussy) like a flowing waterfall.
 
Neeru slowly began to slide his finger in and out of my choot (pussy). Like a madwoman, I would alternate between sucking on his tongue myself and thrusting my own tongue into his mouth for his to suck on. I was experiencing a pleasure unlike anything I had ever known. With my other hand, I was gripping his dirty undershirt and pulling him toward me.
 
A moment later, I felt Neeru slide a second finger into my choot (pussy); now, using both fingers, he began to fuck me. Presented by Maitri.
 
“Sssssssssssssssssssssssss… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh… Mmmmmmmmmmooooooooooooooo…
Neeru… Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss…
Ahhhhhhhh… How much are you going to fuck me? (Kitna chodega?)”
 
But Neeru, paying no heed to my pleas, kept thrusting his fingers in and out of my choot (pussy).
 
Now he had found a new game to play. He began working his fingers in and out of my choot (pussy) in turns, sometimes one, sometimes two. This new technique of his began to torment me even more.
 
Suddenly, Neeru did something I had never experienced before.
 
He lifted his fingers, still dripping with my choot (pussy)’s juices, up toward my face and began to run those wet fingers over my lips. The fluid and slick juices from my very own choot (pussy) were now coating my mouth.
 
I had just thought about pulling my face away when Neeru slid one of his fingers into my mouth. The strange, distinct taste of my own choot (pussy)’s juices spread across my tongue and throughout my mouth.
 
When I tried to push his finger out, he whispered softly in my ear, “Madam-ji… no… please… suck on your own juices… just see how sweet your nectar is.” Maitri's creature.
 
Shaking my head from side to side, I began to run my tongue over his finger, and the very next moment, I started sucking on it with my lips. Just then, Neeru leaned down and kissed my cheek, then began kissing the tip of my nose. The very next moment, he took the tip of my nose between his dark lips and began to suck on it.
 
The foul stench and odor from Neeru’s mouth were wafting directly into my nostrils. While sucking on the tip of my nose, Neeru slid the tip of his tongue inside my nose and began to probe the interior with it.
 
This was yet another novel experience for me; Neeru was licking the insides of my nose with his tongue. What utter absurdity this was, especially for a woman like me, who places such a high premium on hygiene.
 
I thought to myself, "Just how many filthy acts is this Neeru, this disgusting man, going to commit?"
 
As Neeru slid one finger after another into my mouth, he continued to lick the sides of my nose with his tongue. Between the direct stench from Neeru’s filthy mouth, my own quickening breath, and the sheer intensity of the pleasure, I found it becoming increasingly difficult to breathe.
 
Perhaps noticing my condition, Neeru withdrew his hand and mouth from my face and released me.
 
However, I was so utterly drained that I did not open my eyes; I simply remained slumped thise, my head resting against the back of the chair.
 
Just then, Neeru gently dbangd a piece of cloth over my face. As the pungent stench of the fabric assailed my nostrils, I opened my eyes, without moving a muscle, only to discover that Neeru had stripped off his filthy undershirt and laid it across my face and eyes.
 
The overpowering stench of it made me feel as though I were suffocating.
 
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