Adultery Namrata’s sexual appetite… (Complete)

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She was being so nasty, tempting him like this. Now she wondered if the fool was ever going to stop the auto-rickshaw, pull over and make love to her. Luckily, the driver stopped the auto-rickshaw off the track, on the very lonely stretch of dirt-path & got down & walked a few paces ahead and in her full view opened his trousers and took his lund out & acted as if he was having a leak. His penis was long, thick and beautiful, though not as big as that of the vagabond who had fucked her in similar surroundings, a couple of days back. He had an amazing ass, tight as hell, and Namrata found herself staring right at it. Namrata looked around at the surroundings. What the hell, there was no one about. Most likely there would be no one else through here for hours on this lonely dirt- road at this hour. She was transfixed by his penis and couldn't take her eyes off it. Namrata realized that he was not having a pee, but was deliberately stroking his penis. She was now out of patience and crazy with lust. Here Namrata was, laid out in front of him, all wet and ready and the aggravating young stud was masturbating his big lund instead of jumping at her. She was getting desperate. Namrata was now out of patience and crazy with lust. She took a hard, long pull on her flask until she squeezed out one last solitary drop. Her eyes were still fixed on his rock hard young dick. She thought that if she didn't do something soon his young penis would squirt and become smaller, something she didn't want to happen. He was real simpleton. And as it always is, the initiative was on the smarter one – Namrata.

"Oye bewakoof, vahAn  khaDe-khaDe lund hilA rahA hai... yahAn  main  kaba se chuddai kA signal de rahi hoon ...." Namrata waved her hand as she tossed the burning end of her cigarette and daringly cried out, feeling totally horny and drunk. She was no longer thinking with her brain, nor was she thinking with her heart. Only thing that mattered to her now was the wetness that she felt between her legs. She feared not the consequences, but she did fear inaction.

The driver turned around, his dick in his hands and his eyes fixed onto Namrata's. He watched her, thoroughly confused and he was completely speechless. His young but big, turgid penis throbbed wickedly in his fist. Man juice leaked from the mulberry-colored knob and ran down the thick stalk. He lifted his eyes once again to look at her. Namrata took her saree and petti-coat off in a single fluid motion and placed them on the seat. The driver, Lokesh was now completely fixated at her breasts, not even daring to look anywhere else. Fucking this rich woman had been something he had fantasized about from the moment she had hired his auto-rickshaw but he had never imagined that he would actually get lucky. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. He was overwhelmed by the situation. He had no idea on what to do.

Namrata stepped out from the back of the auto-rickshaw and stumbled forward on the wet grass... wearing nothing but her blouse, panties and red heels...and fell to her knees in front of him. Namrata looked at his penis lovingly, and then lashed out her tongue to lick his hotly throbbing young penis. An impassioned grunt emitted from Lokesh's mouth as he looked down to see the lovely naked woman lick her tongue up and down the full length of his lustfully pulsating penis, dipping and swirling with gathering momentum, while at the same time her hand pumped spasmodically at the dangling scrotum of his balls, kneading and caressing the flaccid flesh skillfully. She drew in her breath and opened her mouth to enclose the hard rubbery head between her shapely lips. She could feel his sperm-filled testicles squirm and contract, and he began an almost imperceptible flexing motion of his hips, actually trying now to force more and more of his pounding penis into Namrata's penis-contorted face.