Adultery Namrata’s sexual appetite… (Complete)

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Namrata lay down on the ground on her back and opened her legs wide. He had his pants and under-shorts off by then and he looked down at her spread-eagled and ready. Namrata lay with her legs open and inviting. The driver boy came down on top of Namrata, his thick, bloated lund pressed down into the softly yielding naked belly as he lowered his body to hers. Namrata had to feel his hard and burning lund shoving deep inside her belly, yearned to feel its bloated, hard length fucking in and out, ramming home in her eagerly juicing choot.

"Oh, chod mujhe aba!" Namrata moaned and squirmed, thrusting her hips upward toward him. "chod mujhe! jaldi kar!" Following the urging tag of her fingers, he slid atop her and between the inviting spread of her thighs, lowering himself on her body, so that the majority of his weight was born by his elbows on either side of this willing and wanton woman. Namrata's hands grabbed at his lund, pressing the huge knob to her cunt. He hunched roughly and she squealed with pain and pleasure as her cunt lips gaped open and peeled back his foreskin. In one hard thrust, he plunged into the liquid warmth of her cunt, lashing into her like a rapist taking a virgin. But Namrata was no virgin; her hips leapt up to welcome his entrance. Their bodies slapped together. Together they moaned, lost in the fulfillment of two willing and desirous people having achieved sexual union. There were no longer any confusion as he wrenched out and lunged back into her body. He had but one thought - to fuck the hell out of this woman, who had seduced him in this lonely place for the sole purpose of having him fuck the hell out of her!

Namrata had the same thought! Her legs locked around his, holding his firmly between her thighs, as if she expected him to attempt an escape. Her hands were at his back, fingernails biting into his skin. Namrata twisted and rolled the heavy cushions of her breasts against his chest, exciting both him and herself at the same time. Like a spike of flesh, he slammed into the humid hole of sex that swallowed his lund and squeezed it in a chamber of velvet-covered steel muscles. As hard as he thrusted inward, he jerked out of the encompassing softness, her pussy flowed with him, its pink lips flowering outward.

Then he plunged inward again, trying to bang his penishead against the opening of her cervix waiting in the depths of her belly. Grunting with pleasure, Namrata welcomed the thick circumference. Deeper and deeper he drove and she felt the piston of pleasure stretch and fill the channel of her choot. Her own muscles worked as best they could, as lust took complete control of her body. Squeezing, she desperately tried to grasp the hot rod that sliced in and out of her cunt.

"jor lagaa ke," Namrata mumbled in his ear between deeply sucking gasps of pleasure. "jor se! aur jor-jor se ghuseD meri choot men "

He obliged by reaming as hard as he could into the exquisite heat of her pussy. He pounded and ravaged into the juice-slick tunnel of her belly. Like an angry jackhammer, he poled into her depths, his own lust screaming from the tight friction of her cunt. Her hips worked in unison with him. As he plunged downward, her pelvis jumped up and accepted every inch of swollen penis he could stuff into the mouth of her sex. As he wrenched out, in preparation for another lancing thrust, her hips fell away, her ass bouncing onto the grassy patch beneath her. Then she was there with that predatory hunger for penis, sheathing his prick once more as he rammed into her again.