Yesterday, 07:13 PM
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Sharath wasn't sure why Kusha loved this teasing game so much... maybe an exhibitionist kink? The sense of power from being the source of Sharath's pleasure? Sheer vanity? But he didn't mind one bit. His hand pumped faster as he saw Kusha bite her lip, her nipples growing stiffer. They fed off each other's crackling sexual energy as Kusha popped open the button in front of her floral palazzo pants and hooked her thumbs through the waistband. "Well... don't stop there, big boy," she purred. "Keep talking. How beautiful am I?"
"Like a Queen," breathed Sharath, his eyes staring hungrily as Kusha turned away with a smokey glance over her shoulder, bending low as she shed her pants to display her thick, juicy ass and the tiny panties wedged deep between her full cheeks. "Your beautiful round ass..." Kusha slipped the tiny panties down to her slim ankles and kicked them gracefully away, turning back around toward her husband.
"Your perfect breasts..." he groaned. She laughed and bounced on her feet a little, making them jiggle for him. Then his eyes slid down, over her wide, feminine hips, between her thick thighs. To his favorite part of her body. His territory. Her puffy little pussy, topped with a thin, close-cropped patch of dark pubic hair. Currently hot and oozing with desire from their arousing foreplay ritual.
"And your tight, juicy cu-..."
"Hey now," Kusha cut in, her voice still warm, but with a stern undercurrent. "Let's not get carried away, mister. I love dirty talk, but stay polite."
"Your tight, juicy pussy," amended Sharath sheepishly.
"Better," said Kusha approvingly, reaching down to lazily rub between her lips, sending a light squishing noise and the smell of her arousal spreading through the room. "Now get the condom, Sharath. I want to show you how proud I am of you."
Sharath reached to the bedside table and rapidly unwrapped a condom, rolling it down his cock as his wife mounted the bed, coming for him on her hands and knees. He wasn't thrilled about the fact that they still used condoms, but he had lost that battle long ago. More accurately, Kusha had told him she didn't care if he wanted to go bareback, but she didn't plan to alter the rest of their sexual routine if he did (like finishing inside her)... and that had settled that argument.
Sharath laid back on the pillow, his heart pulsing with love and lust as Kusha swung a thick thigh over him, taking her favorite position.
Sharath and Kusha had had sex in all sorts of positions, of course: Kusha was absolutely willing, and even enthusiastic to indulge in experimentation with her husband. But she made no secret that cowgirl was her favorite. On top. In charge. Setting the pace. It just fit too well with her personality. Sharath didn't mind that it was the default for them at this point and she was fucking good at it.
"Like a Queen," breathed Sharath, his eyes staring hungrily as Kusha turned away with a smokey glance over her shoulder, bending low as she shed her pants to display her thick, juicy ass and the tiny panties wedged deep between her full cheeks. "Your beautiful round ass..." Kusha slipped the tiny panties down to her slim ankles and kicked them gracefully away, turning back around toward her husband.
"Your perfect breasts..." he groaned. She laughed and bounced on her feet a little, making them jiggle for him. Then his eyes slid down, over her wide, feminine hips, between her thick thighs. To his favorite part of her body. His territory. Her puffy little pussy, topped with a thin, close-cropped patch of dark pubic hair. Currently hot and oozing with desire from their arousing foreplay ritual.
"And your tight, juicy cu-..."
"Hey now," Kusha cut in, her voice still warm, but with a stern undercurrent. "Let's not get carried away, mister. I love dirty talk, but stay polite."
"Your tight, juicy pussy," amended Sharath sheepishly.
"Better," said Kusha approvingly, reaching down to lazily rub between her lips, sending a light squishing noise and the smell of her arousal spreading through the room. "Now get the condom, Sharath. I want to show you how proud I am of you."
Sharath reached to the bedside table and rapidly unwrapped a condom, rolling it down his cock as his wife mounted the bed, coming for him on her hands and knees. He wasn't thrilled about the fact that they still used condoms, but he had lost that battle long ago. More accurately, Kusha had told him she didn't care if he wanted to go bareback, but she didn't plan to alter the rest of their sexual routine if he did (like finishing inside her)... and that had settled that argument.
Sharath laid back on the pillow, his heart pulsing with love and lust as Kusha swung a thick thigh over him, taking her favorite position.
Sharath and Kusha had had sex in all sorts of positions, of course: Kusha was absolutely willing, and even enthusiastic to indulge in experimentation with her husband. But she made no secret that cowgirl was her favorite. On top. In charge. Setting the pace. It just fit too well with her personality. Sharath didn't mind that it was the default for them at this point and she was fucking good at it.
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