07-01-2019, 12:23 PM
"Uff… Mff…Mff…" Her grunts were muffled by the pillow against her face while I pumped her pussy. I took my pleasure of her plump, taut, fleshy body; sometimes standing straight, squeezing and slapping her ass; occasionally trying to span her slim waist with my hands, sometimes reaching beneath her body to knead & fondle her breasts, once in a while kissing & licking her shiny, sweaty back; all the while plumbing the depths of her tight, hot cunt with my hard cock until I finally erupted in a massive orgasm. I was amazed at the quantity of semen I had been able to produce within just a few hours since our last coupling. As for Swati, shudders passed through her body and tears flowed from her eyes with the intense orgasm she experienced. For the first time, her G spot had been tickled & rubbed by my cock as it entered her from behind.
I lay on top of her prone body for long minutes until my cock softened and slipped out of her cunt with a wet plop. Thick creamy fluid oozed out and trickled down her thighs. Swati had no strength left to pick herself up. I tenderly wiped her pussy and thighs clean with a damp towel and applied some more medicinal cream on her pussy, then slipped her panties on again. I straightened out her ghagra and sat her down on the toilet cover. I wiped off sweat from her face & torso with a damp towel and re-fastened her choli after stuffing her swollen breasts inside the cups. I carefully tested the knots for tightness; we didn't want a wardrobe malfunction! She allowed me to do all of this, with an utterly relaxed and satiated expression on her face.
"Can I do your lipstick & eyeliner too?" I enquired tenderly.
"Honey, I know you can. But I think I'll manage it!" She declined politely.
I looked on while she washed the henna off her hands and put on her makeup. I then cleaned myself up, applied some more medicinal cream on my cock head and got dressed. There was nobody in the corridor when we sneaked out of the room. The dragon lady was talking on the intercom and didn't look up as I took the stairs while Swati waited for the elevator. I spent ten minutes loitering in the shopping arcade before entering the convention hall. I found Swati busy chatting with her friends. She looked absolutely radiant, an almost smug expression on her face after the hard climax she had just experienced.
"Wow, Swati! Your hubby must be crazy for you. Just look at the color of your mehendi!" A friend exclaimed, examining Swati's hands. A small group of girls surrounded Swati, oohing and aahing over the shade of her mehendi. It was indeed very deep, almost black. Swati blushed and avoided glancing in my direction as I looked on with amusement…
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I lay on top of her prone body for long minutes until my cock softened and slipped out of her cunt with a wet plop. Thick creamy fluid oozed out and trickled down her thighs. Swati had no strength left to pick herself up. I tenderly wiped her pussy and thighs clean with a damp towel and applied some more medicinal cream on her pussy, then slipped her panties on again. I straightened out her ghagra and sat her down on the toilet cover. I wiped off sweat from her face & torso with a damp towel and re-fastened her choli after stuffing her swollen breasts inside the cups. I carefully tested the knots for tightness; we didn't want a wardrobe malfunction! She allowed me to do all of this, with an utterly relaxed and satiated expression on her face.
"Can I do your lipstick & eyeliner too?" I enquired tenderly.
"Honey, I know you can. But I think I'll manage it!" She declined politely.
I looked on while she washed the henna off her hands and put on her makeup. I then cleaned myself up, applied some more medicinal cream on my cock head and got dressed. There was nobody in the corridor when we sneaked out of the room. The dragon lady was talking on the intercom and didn't look up as I took the stairs while Swati waited for the elevator. I spent ten minutes loitering in the shopping arcade before entering the convention hall. I found Swati busy chatting with her friends. She looked absolutely radiant, an almost smug expression on her face after the hard climax she had just experienced.
"Wow, Swati! Your hubby must be crazy for you. Just look at the color of your mehendi!" A friend exclaimed, examining Swati's hands. A small group of girls surrounded Swati, oohing and aahing over the shade of her mehendi. It was indeed very deep, almost black. Swati blushed and avoided glancing in my direction as I looked on with amusement…
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