Adultery NISHA:: A Hot Spy -Female Investigator Officer - Secret mission

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Tony slowly pulled his thick, saliva-slicked cock from Nisha’s mouth.
The heavy shaft slid free with a wet sound. Nisha’s lips stayed parted for a second, shiny and swollen. Then a raw, desperate gasp tore from her throat.
“Haaaaaa—”
She dragged air into her lungs in deep, shuddering pulls, chest rising and falling hard. Her face was flushed, eyes glassy, lips trembling. A thin strand of saliva still connected her lower lip to the glistening head of his cock. She was so aroused her cunt ached, wetness coating her inner thighs, but she tried to hide it—turning her face slightly, breathing through her nose, pretending the fire between her legs was not real.
Tony looked down at her with a wicked, knowing smile.
He shifted lower on the bed, settling on one side of her spread thighs. Vidya was already on the other. Together they framed her open pussy. Tony’s strong hands closed around Nisha’s ankles and pushed her legs wide, wider still, until her hips strained and her most private place was completely exposed and vulnerable under the low light.
“Please, Tony… don’t… pls… pls…”
Nisha’s voice cracked on the words. Her body was already responding in ways it never had before—shivers running up her stomach, her clit throbbing visibly, fresh wetness gathering and starting to drip. Her husband had never made her feel like this. No one had. The shame of it only made the heat worse.
Both mouths descended at once.
Vidya’s sharp, soft tongue found her clit first, circling it with deliberate pressure while two slender fingers stroked along the slick outer lips. At the same time Tony used both thumbs to part Nisha’s cunt wide open, exposing the glistening pink interior completely, and dragged the flat of his tongue slowly from her entrance all the way up, tasting her deeply.
Nisha’s entire body jerked.
“Hmmmmm—haaaaaa—uffffffff—nooooo, Vidya… pls stop… pls… stop—”
The dual sensation was overwhelming. Two different tongues, two different rhythms, working her at the same time. Vidya focused on the swollen peak of her clit with quick, flickering strokes and soft suction. Tony licked deeper, tongue pushing inside her open cunt, fucking her with it in long, curling thrusts while his thumbs kept her spread for both of them.
Nisha’s head thrashed against the pillow. Her cuffed wrists twisted uselessly above her head. Moans poured out of her without restraint now—high, broken, continuous.
“Hmmmm—haaa—ahh—no—Vidya—Tony—pls—”








The dual sensation was overwhelming. Two different tongues, two different rhythms, working her at the same time. Vidya focused on the swollen peak of her clit with quick, flickering strokes and soft suction. Tony licked deeper, tongue pushing inside her open cunt, fucking her with it in long, curling thrusts while his thumbs kept her spread for both of them.
Nisha’s head thrashed against the pillow. Her cuffed wrists twisted uselessly above her head. Moans poured out of her without restraint now—high, broken, continuous.
“Hmmmm—haaa—ahh—no—Vidya—Tony—pls—”
Vidya lifted her eyes just enough to watch Nisha’s face while she licked. She saw every flicker of pleasure, every flash of shame, the way Nisha’s half-closed eyes rolled back when the dual tongues hit the right rhythm. The sight aroused Vidya further. She pressed harder, sucking Nisha’s clit between her lips while her fingers slipped inside alongside Tony’s tongue, stretching her open even more.
The wet sounds filled the room—slurp… slurp… siurp—mixing with Nisha’s rising cries and the heavy breathing of all three. Nisha’s body had never melted like this. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in her belly, sharper and more intense than anything her husband had ever given her. Her hips tried to roll upward into the two mouths even as she begged them to stop.
Outside the heavy door, Christopher and Duke stood listening.
Nisha’s moans were loud enough to carry clearly down the corridor—raw, high, desperate.
Duke let out a low chuckle, adjusting the front of his pants where his cock had already hardened. “Wow… I think Nisha’s getting properly banged by our boss. What a bitch she is. Listen to those moans and cries…”
Christopher grinned, equally hard. Both men laughed quietly, ears pressed closer to the door as Nisha’s voice climbed higher.
Inside, the dual licking grew more intense. Tony and Vidya worked her without pause—tongues overlapping, fingers stroking, mouths sealed over her most sensitive places. Nisha’s thighs trembled violently. Her stomach clenched. The coil inside her snapped.
“Hmmmm—mm—aah—Viddddyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—Viddddyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—Tonyyyyyyyyy— I’m comingggg—Commmmingggg—!”
The orgasm crashed through her harder than anything she had ever felt. Her body arched off the bed as far as the cuffs allowed, cunt pulsing and spasming, clear fluid squirting in sharp jets across Vidya’s mouth and chin. Wave after wave rolled through her while she cried out both their names, voice breaking, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes.
When the peak finally began to ease, she collapsed back onto the mattress, body still shuddering and shivering, chest heaving with ragged breaths. Soft aftershocks kept rippling through her. Her cunt continued to flutter openly under the two pairs of eyes watching her.
Tony and Vidya remained between her spread legs, mouths and chins wet with her release, looking down at the strict, high-ranking officer who now lay completely undone.




To be continues........