[maitripatel]

I smiled and pulled Niru’s head toward my Choot (pussy) with both hands; my fingers got tangled in his thick, oily hair. Niru was sitting between my thighs, his eyes fixed on my crotch. He pressed his nose against my Choot (pussy), right over my maroon panties, and took deep, audible inhalations.

“Madam... uff... your Choot (pussy) smells so lovely and sexy. It’s an intoxicating scent... sweet, salty, and the true essence of a woman.”
 
Niru’s voice had turned deep and lustful. Smiling, I bit my lower lip. My Choot (pussy) was already wet; the fabric of my panties was clinging to my labia.
 
Niru gripped the elastic of my panties with his thick, dark fingers and, looking up at me, said, “Madam, shall I take off your panties? They’re completely soaked... your juices have soaked right into them. This pair has really absorbed the best of it.” Produced by Maitri Patel.
 
Laughing, I gave his head a playful tap and said,
 
“Did you ask me when you took off my clothes yesterday? Did you ask for permission before doing anything back then? Just go ahead without asking now... do whatever you feel like.”
 
Niru grinned, revealing his stained teeth; there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. Then, he began pulling down my maroon panties. They slid slowly down my fair, smooth thighs. As soon as my Choot (pussy) was completely exposed, a long hiss escaped Niru’s lips,
“Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss… Oye hoyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy… Madam-jigggggggg… this Choot (pussy)… ufffffffffffffffffff… you’ve killed me, Madam-ji… you’ve absolutely killed me… so beautiful, so pink, so soft… and this mehndi… uff… it’s like magic.”
 
Niru’s eyes widened. He was staring intently at my Choot (pussy). There was a faint mehndi pattern on it, a beautiful triangular design at the top, beneath which my pink, plump labia lay fully exposed. The mehndi made my Choot (pussy) look even more alluring; the delicate lines, though slightly faded by now, still looked incredibly sexy. My labia were already swollen, glistening with sticky juices. Directed by Funlover.
 
Niru slowly slid my panties down to my ankles. I lifted my legs one by one, kicked the panties off completely, and tossed them aside. Now, the only thing covering my torso was a skimpy choli that barely contained my large, heavy breasts; my nipples were clearly visible, pressing against the fabric.
 
Niru gently placed his thick, dark fingers on my Choot (pussy). His fingers grazed the mehndi patterns. As soon as they touched the upper part of my Choot (pussy), waves of pleasure surged through my body. My hips arched upward instinctively.
 
“Aahhhhh… Niru… my… Choot (pussy)…” I moaned softly.
 
Niru was kneeling between my thighs. Sobbing, I grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked it hard, forcing his face upward. He looked at me. I remembered his earlier actions; pursing my lips, I prepared to spit.
 
Niru understood immediately. He opened his mouth, that filthy, yellowed maw reeking of cigarettes and paan. I gathered saliva in my mouth and spat it out. A thick, white globule of spit dangled from my lips before dropping toward his mouth; he kept it open, and the saliva landed straight onto his red tongue.
 
Niru closed his mouth and swallowed it.
 
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