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Date: 02 .03. 2023
Title: My Wife Sudha’s Cumback
Word Count: 22,500
Author:  Novelist Casanova



It was at around 8 PM, at our Hotel Room in Chennai, lifting my wife’s nightie and removing my wife’s Brown Panties and as I was enjoying eating my wife’s pussy, enjoying myself kissing and licking my wife’s clean shaved pussy, and even trying to insert my tongue inside my wife’s pussy; at the same time with my hands going further underneath her Nightie and playing with her boobs.  I was so horny after watching the Saree Weaver in Kanchipuram at his Small Saree Shop, in the name of helping my wife try the saree he himself wove for my wife, he started feeling up my wife’s body fully only in her Black Blouse and Black Petticoat, and ended up making love to my wife; all in the name of making my wife try on the Sarees she called from Canada and ordered.  Watching the whole thing, I was so horny that I was even searching or Rooms in Kanchipuram to take my wife and have her pussy there.  Our car Driver, whom we booked through the Hotel we were staying in Chennai, kept insisting that we have to return to Chennai as he has to see his family.  


For the whole 2 hours or so of travel from Kanchipuram to Chennai in the Car, my eyes were all over my wife and waiting to get back to our Hotel in Chennai and have my wife’s pussy.


As we finally reached our 5 Star Hotel in Chennai, and my wife had her shower and we both were on bed, lifting my wife’s nightie and removing my wife’s Panties and as I was enjoying eating my wife’s pussy, enjoying myself kissing and licking my wife’s clean shaved pussy, and even trying to insert my tongue inside my wife’s pussy; at the same time with my hands going further underneath her Nightie and playing with her boobs.  “Mmmmmmm…. Ram… baby…,” as my wife moaned, placing her hands on top of my hands which were underneath her nighty and feeling my hands which were enjoying squeezing her boobs, over her thin nighty.  Taking her hands off my hands and grabbing on to her nightie over her thighs  and lifting it about her waist and looking at me enjoying myself eating my wife’s pussy, “Baby, you are so horny today, and I love it, mmmmmm, why all of a sudden?” my wife moaned.  “Mmmmmmm… the travel from Kanchipuram to here made you horny?” as my wife moaned, “Maybe, but I am horny and angry at the same time,” as I said, “angry? At me?” my wife asked.  “Come on my love, I never get angry at you.  I was angry at the Saree Salesman.  He made you remove your saree and stand only in your Black Blouse and Black Petticoat,” as I said, “Ram, he was just letting me try on the Sarees he himself wove for me, that’s the reason, Ram,” my wife said.  Taking my lips off my wife’s pussy lips, I got and slept on top of her, “then why was he hugging you only in your Black Blouse and Black Petticoat?  You know how jealous I was watching him hug you like you are his wife.  You are Mine… You are only for me,” as I said in a jealous tone, my wife started feeling horny and began hugging me.  Nothing makes my wife horny than watching me get jealous of other men feeling her up nicely or even ogling at her.  If she finds out that I am feeling jealous, she would get more horny and make me feel more jealous by letting the men who feel her up, feel her up more, and letting the men who ogle at her, ogle at her more.  The same time happened today as well.

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My wife is an Event Organizer here in Canada, by this time she had become one of the influential persons in Tamil Sangam, where she was an Event Host and required to wear a lot of Silk Sarees, especially the hand woven ones, to make her Saree and herself look Classical.  For that she contacted a specific shop owner in Kanchipuram and ordered a dozen expenses Sarees.  When we arrived in India along with our Children, and spent time with my sister who lives in Chennai, and my wife’s, who obviously is my Mother-in-law, who also happens to be my Tamil Teacher at college, Malliga Ma'am.  I was surprised to see our Tamil Teacher Malliga Ma'am, aging like a fine wine and still looking hot.  What was more surprising to me other than she was still actively involved in Politics, had grown into one of the top Communist Party leaders, was that the Communist Leaders from the North who, in the name of appreciation, hug our Tamil Teacher and feel her up nicely, were still enjoying themselves hugging our Tamil Teacher and feeling her up.  Surprisingly, my Mother-in-law was giving them clean hugs, letting them take her into complete embrace and feel her up nicely.



Meanwhile, my mother-in-law and I started developing a good friendship and understanding she was grateful for not just saving her life from the Na*al leader Lakshmana Rao and his men, but also for taking her daughter to Canada and settling down there with her.  Little did she know that it was because of my wife, who offered her pussy to Dayalan, we could move to Canada.  Since my wife and I had promised each other not to disclose that secret, we almost forgot about it.  It has been years since my wife had met my mother-in-law, therefore I let my wife and three sons stay with my mother-in-law and went to Chennai to spend time with my Sister Vanitha.   As I was busy helping my sister start a new business as her Medial Shop got closed due to a license issue, and I was spending almost the entire month with her.  At the same time my wife was busy with her mom and family, and only a couple of days before we had to go back to Canada, my wife called and told me that she had done all the shopping in the village, and she had to buy the expensive Sarees she ordered from a Saree Shop in Kanchipuram.  Since our flight to Canada was from Chennai, and I was already in Chennai with my Sister’s family, my mother-in-law and my wife’s Cousin Ratnam brought my wife and sons to Chennai to send us off to Canada. 


When they all came I made them stay at a 5 Star Hotel.  My mother-in-law, who was fond of her grandsons, made them stay with her in her room, and my wife’s cousin Ratam stayed in a separate room.  My wife and I stayed in another room.

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The first thing my wife did after entering our room and after inspecting the washroom was that she walked straight to the Telephone, without even changing her Saree, and completely ignoring the Bellboy who was carrying our luggage and in the name of following us, was feasting his eyes all over my wife’s ass cheeks over her maroon color saree.  Though I caught him ogling at my wife’s ass over her maroon color saree, and was scared that I would get angry, but, I was getting turned on.  When the lift opened and we came out, I patted him gently on the shoulder, “it's your age, it's normal to ogle at asses like these,” as I whispered, “sorry, Sir,” he whispered.  “Nothing to be sorry about, buddy, I have been through your age as well, feel free to ogle at my wife,” as I said, “Sir?!” he exclaimed and looked at me in disbelief.  “My wife is not as open as me, therefore make sure she doesn’t catch you ogling at her, okay?” as I whispered, “sure, Sir,” he said and his eyes went right on my wife’s ass over her maroon color saree.  “You are so lucky, Sir,” as he whispered, looking at my wife’s back side, “thank you,” I whispered.  “My God, what a babe she is, Sir!” as he whispered looking at my wife’s back side, he was getting bolder now.  “How does it feel to hug her and feel her ass cheeks up, Sir?” as he whispered, I started getting more horny, “one of the best feelings ever,” I whispered.  “Sir, I want to hug your life and feel her ass cheeks, Sir, can you help me with that?” as he asked me boldly, I was immediately taken aback at his boldness.  “She is gonna stay in this Hotel for a week now, you can try your luck,” as I whispered, “Sir, without your help I can’t, Sir.  Can you convince her to let me hug her and feel her ass cheeks, and kiss her lips?” the Bellboy whispered in a desperate tone.  Though the way he was ogling at my wife was turning me on, I somehow did not want to help him hug my wife, and feel my wife’s ass and kiss her lips.

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“Get lost, what the hell are you thinking about me?” as I exclaimed boldly, he got scared this time.  “Sorry sir.. Sorry Sir…,” as he kept apologizing, “are you trying to take advantage of my friendly nature?” I exclaimed.  “Sorry Sir… Sorry Sir… Sorry Sir…,” as he kept on apologizing, “Now you will ask me to help you hug my wife, grab my wife’s ass, and kiss her lips; after that you will ask me to let you sleep with her,” as I exclaimed in a bold tone, my wife turned around and looked at me, “what happened?” as she asked, “I caught this guy ogling at you, Sudha,” I said.  She looked at him for a while, “Sorry Ma'am.. Sorry Ma'am .. Sorry Ma'am … if you tell this to the management, they will kick me out of the job,” as he began begging and even touched my wife’s feet, “it's okay “get up,” my wife and started going towards the room.  “Ram, you are overprotective,” as my wife whispered, “what do you mean?” I asked.  “You are overprotective because you are Jealous,” as my wife whispered, near my ear, “Yes, I was.. Got to get rid of him soon,” I said.  Since my wife gets horny every time I get jealous, she started swaying her ass more and was teasing the Bellboy.

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The moment the Bellboy opened the door and took us inside, “Show me the Washroom first,” she exclaimed looking at him, as Washroom was the first thing my wife checks every time we take a Hotel Room.  As the Bellboy opened the Washroom and took my wife inside, and my wife was looking around, the Bellboy’s eyes were all over my wife, which my wife was noticing but pretending as if she wasn’t.  Watching me standing at the Washroom door and pretending as if I was feeling jealous, my wife stood in front of him, “what is your name?” she asked, putting her hands behind her head and adjusting her hair, jutting her boobs in her Black Blouse forward.  When she did that, her Maroon Saree Pallu drifted aside and her left boob in her Black Blouse came to his full view, making him go speechless, with his eyes all over her Boobs over her Black Blouse.  As my wife looked at me, letting the Bellboy ogle at her boobs, and I was pretending to be jealous, “my name is Naresh, Madam,” he said.  “You are going to clean this daily, Naresh?” as my wife asked, “usually the Housekeeping Department would do that, but if you allow me, I would love to clean this all myself for you,” the desperate Bellboy said.

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Watching me getting jealous, my wife came out and as she crossed me, she playfully pinched my belly and came out of the Washroom.



The moment my wife saw the Telephone, my wife, whose mind was all into going to Kanchipuram to buy the hand woven Sarees she ordered, started calling the Shopowner in Kanchipuram.  As my wife was standing and talking over the phone, the Bellboy started ogling at my wife, completely ignoring me, which my wife did not notice.  Only after the Bellboy was getting an up close view of her left boobs over her Black Blouse, she covered her boobs with her Maroon Saree Pallu.  “Sorry, Madam,” as the Bellboy whispered, she smiled at him and patted him on his cheek and continued talking over the phone.  As the Bellboy began getting bolder and began shamelessly ogling at my wife from head to toe from the front, my wife who was on the phone, saw him ogling at her and looked at me.  Watching me get jealous, my wife started holding the Bellboy’s face with her left hand by his chin, “just a moment,” as she said over the phone and looking at the Bellboy, “will the Reception arrange a Car for us?”, as my wife asked, “yes, Madam,” he said and my wife, taking her left hand of the Bellboy’s face, “don’t worry, we will be there by evening,” my wife said over the phone and began putting her left arm around the Bellboy’s shoulder, and when she did that, her left boob started pressing against his right shoulder and even his right chest.  The Bellboy started having a boner already and watching him having a boner, I started having a boner as well.  With her left arm around the Bellboy’s shoulder, and right hand holding the Telephone Receiver, my wife casually looked at me to see if I was feeling jealous.  As I was pretending to be jealous, my wife was laughing at my jealousy, and was getting turned on.  As the Bellboy casually slid his right arm around my wife’s waist and held my wife’s waist, my wife casually took her arms around his neck, but the Bellboy, who was already having a boner inside his pants, cheekily wrapped both his arms around my wife’s waist a clean hug.  Though my wife was taken aback and at the same time she was busy on the phone, for a brief five to ten seconds, she was letting the Bellboy hug her.  Only when the horny Bellboy brought his hands down and began grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her Maroon Color Saree and nicely enjoying squeezing my wife’s ass cheeks, she pushed him off, and I started to laugh at my wife.  Actually I was faking a laugh to trigger my wife and indirectly tell her that her attempt to make me jealous of the Bellboy failed.

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“Sorry, Madam,” as he said, “alright, we will be there by evening, get all the Sarees ready,” my wife said and hung up on the call.  As the Bellboy was totally scared, “Sorry Madam… Sorry Madam… Sorry Madam…,” as he began begging, and I began laughing at my wife, “it’s okay.. It's okay…” my wife whispered looking at me and wrapped her arms around his neck and began hugging him tight, to make me more jealous.  That hug was so romantic that she was hugging him as if she was hugging her lover, and the Bellboy readily started hugging my wife.  Watching my wife and the Bellboy whom we just met, started making me super horny but I was pretending to be jealous and stopped laughing at her.



“Enough, Sudha,” as I said, pretending to be jealous, knowing that during this kind of situation every time I would say Enough, she would purposely make me get more jealous by Romancing the guys more and more, which would make her more horny.  “Enough? I think I have got a new friend here.  What was your name, again?” as my wife asked the Bellboy, “Naresh, Madam,” he whispered, taking my wife into his complete embrace and enjoying himself.  “Do you think you and I can be good friends, Naresh?” as my wife whispered, looking at the Bellboy who was horny as hell and was enjoying hugging her, and then looking at me for my reaction, “Mmmmm… yeah, Madam,” he moaned and brought his lips close to my wife’s lips and about to kiss my lips.  That’s when I pulled him away from my wife.  Though I did not want to pull him off my wife, but to pretend to my wife that I was extremely jealous of him, I pulled him off my wife.  “Get out of here,” as I said looking at the Bellboy, “Ram, what is wrong with you, you are insulting my friend?” my wife said, enjoying the Jealous expression on my face.  “He was about to kiss our lips, Sudha..!”, as I exclaimed, in a jealous and angry tone, my wife laughed and controlled her laughter, “Naresh and I are friends now, and it's nothing in kissing, Ram,” my wife said.  “What is the matter with you, you are jealous of our friendship?” as my wife exclaimed, controlling her laughter, “of course I am jealous, do I look happy?” as I said in a fake angry tone.  My wife laughed, “Naresh, you go now we will kiss later,” my wife said, controlling her laughter and making me jealous.  “What?!” as I exclaimed, “Sir, please sir, just one kiss, I will go,” the Bellboy started begging me.  “Naresh, you don’t have to beg him, you are my friend,” as my wife said to make me more jealous as making me jealous was making her horny.  “Sir, please Sir, just one kiss, and I will leave this place immediately,” as the Bellboy begged, I looked at my wife, “after the kiss you have to leave, okay?” I asked.  “Sure, Sir,” as he said, “just one kiss on his cheek, Sudha, give it and send him off,” I said looking at my wife.  “Just on the cheeks, Naresh, just on the cheeks,” I said looking at the Bellboy and looking at my wife, “just kiss him and send him off, Sudha, I am gonna turn around,” as I said in a jealous and angry tone.  “I am not gonna kiss if you turn around,” as my wife said, “you want me to watch this nonsense and get mad?” I said, in an angry tone, and my wife began laughing and began controlling her laughter.  “If you don’t watch, I won’t kiss him,” my wife said, “if you don’t kiss him, he would leave, just kiss him and send him off, I am gonna watch,” as I said in an unimpressed tone, the Bellboy, immediately went towards my wife and began grabbing my wife’s waist and began kissing her lips.  “Please, Naresh, not on her lips,” as I begged the Bellboy, my wife got instantly turned on watching me helplessly jealous of the Bellboy and began kissing his lips back.  The moment the Bellboy began grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her Maroon Color Saree and began kissing my wife’s lips nicely, my wife who was kissing the Bellboy, just to make me jealous as watching me getting jealous was turning her on, quickly broke the kiss and took his hands off her ass cheeks over her Maroon Color Saree.  “Enough for now,” as my wife said looking at the Bellboy, “yeah, Naresh, you have enjoyed my wife’s lips enough, leave now,” I said in a jealous tone.  “Madam, what do you say? I can stay here if you want,” as the horny Bellboy said, “Naresh, I will call you if I need you,” my wife said.  “Sure, madam.. Just call the reception number, and I will be here immediately,” he said and took my wife into his arms and hugged her, “I will do anything for you,” he whispered and left the place.

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As the Bellboy left, “aww….. My poor baby got jealous,” my wife exclaimed, placing her hands over my shoulders and looking into my eyes.  “Then what?!”, as I exclaimed, “mmmmmmm…. I horny right now, let's make out,” my wife exclaimed and hugged me tight.  “How could you?,” as I began to say, “mmmmmmm…. Hurry, or else I am gonna call the Bellboy and let him have me,” my horny wife exclaimed and pushed me on the bed and slept on top of me.  “Can’t believe making you jealous is making me horny,” as my wife exclaimed and hugged me, sleeping on top of me, “and you getting horny is making me horny,” I said and hugged my wife.  “Why is it that me getting jealous of you with other men is turning you on?” as I whispered, “I don’t know,” my wife whispered.  “Did you notice something, Sudha?” as I asked, “what?” my wife said.  “We don’t have sex, like plan and have sex, it is people like this Bellboy who create such a situation for us.  Though I get jealous, we end up having nasty sex with each other is what makes me forget all the jealousy and enjoy our private moments, Sudha,” I whispered.  “This is definitely spicing up our almost dried up Sex life,” as I exclaimed.  “True, Ram, guys like this Bellboy somehow trigger me to make you feel jealous, and making you feel jealous turns me on,” as my wife whispered, “nobody is a Loser, here.  Ultimately we end up having hot and nasty sex,” I said.  “I sometimes worry that I had gotten a little overboard,” as my wife was saying, “not at all, you going overboard is something which I am loving after I get jealous; all the moments I were jealous of the Bellboy, are making me horny, now when I think of how the Bellboy hugged you and enjoyed grabbing your ass, and began enjoying himself kissing your lips, is making me horny,” as I was saying, “Mmmmmm.. Ram,” my wife moaned and began kissing my lips.

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To be continued..

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As I began kissing my wife’s lips back, removing my wife’s Maroon Color Saree, my wife’s Black Color Blouse, my wife’s Black color Petticoat, my wife’s White Bra, and My wife’s Brown Panties, and got my wife naked, and I was getting naked to make love to my wife, the Telephone started ringing.  My Wife, who was completely naked with just golden earrings to her ears with small Jimikkis attached to it; a small diamond nose stud to her nose; with a Manjal Thali (Mangalsutra in Yellow Thread), which I tied at the small Amman Temple right next to the waterfall, where Driver Balu, tricked my dumb wife when she was a student, removed my wife’s White Bra and Maroon Color panties and nicely enjoyed my wife’s virgin pussy, and cunningly took away my wife’s Virginity, which I still regret.  It did not hurt when Driver Balu was enjoying my wife’s teenage body inch by inch; inserting his hand underneath my wife’s skirt; removing my wife’s shirt buttons and feasting his eyes all over my teenage wife’s tender boobs over her tender body; enjoying tricking and removing my dumb wife’s shirt and skirt and even cunningly removing my wife’s White Bra and Maroon Color Panties; enjoying himself kissing my dumb wife’s lips, and enjoying making love to my wife’s virgin pussy and cumming inside her pussy; it did not hurt me one bit when he was enjoying my wife’s pussy, in fact, I was shamelessly enjoying myself like watching a Porn where a Beautiful Teenage Girl getting deflowered and virginity stolen by an Ugly middle age guy.  Even after Driver Balu came inside my wife’s pussy teenage pussy, and was kissing my wife’s lips, my mind was asking for more and more action and was hoping that Driver Balu had stamina and destroy my wife’s pussy; but after my wife started crying and told me that she was saving herself for me and that she wanted me to take her Virginity not some other guy, it hurt me, but to move on from the incident I quickly tied the Manjal Thaali (Mangalsutra), that was around Goddess Amman’s neck, and married my wife; the Gold Chain my naked wife was wearing next to her Thaali (Mangalsutra) was gifted by Dayalan’s best friend Ramagopalan, who had my wife’s pussy at his Resort in Pondicherry at my mom and Dayalan’s Party.  Having an extremely satisfying feeling having enjoying my wife’s pussy, he kissed my wife’s lips and wore this Gold Chain around my wife’s neck, thanking her for her pussy, which my wife accepted happily promising him that he can have her pussy another time as well; the Gold Waist Chain my naked wife was wearing around her waist was gifted by Dayalan himself after enjoying my wife’s pussy the moment we stepped into Canada.  Apart from the golden earrings, diamond nose stud, Manjal Thaali(Mangalsutra), Gold Chain next to the Manjal Thaali(Mangalsuatra), and a Waist Chain around her waist, she was wearing two expensive gold rings Dayalan himself wore her after he took my wife on a personal honeymoon when me and my mom were in India. On his small Digital Camera, he had taken pictures of my wife in her Bikini on the Beach, pictures of my wife sleeping naked in bed with her pussy flowing with his Semen, pictures of my wife with his cock inside her mouth.  The more shocking pictures were the 10 pictures;

1. Picture of my wife, hugging an ugly African Guy in her White Bikini, and he was kissing my wife’s lips.
   
2. Picture of my wife, where the ugly African Guy was grabbing my wife’s boobs from behind over her White Bikini Top, and biting her neck from behind.
   
3. Picture of my wife where the ugly African guy is kneeling down and hugging my wife’s ass cheek over her White Bikini Bottom with his left arm around, placing his right hand on her inner thighs and kissing my wife’s deep navel.
   
4. Picture of my wife where the ugly African had already removed my wife’s Bikini Tops and made her half naked and was grabbing my wife’s ass over her White Bikini Bottoms and was enjoying himself sucking my wife’s boobs, and Dayalan was standing next to my wife and holding my wife’s face and kissing her lips.
   
5. Picture of my wife where the ugly African had already gotten my wife naked and had spread my wife’s legs apart and was eating my wife’s pussy, and my wife, with tears all over her cheeks holding the African man’s head. 
   
6. Picture of my wife where the ugly African had made my wife bent over and trying to insert his tongue inside my wife’s asshole.
   
7. Picture of my wife where the ugly African naked and sleeping on top of my naked wife, hugging her completely, and my wife was joining her hands and begging Dayalan to Stop.
   
8. Picture of my wife where my wife was naked and struggling to walk with her hands on her pussy, and the ugly African was laughing at her with his huge mouth and teeth.
   
9. Picture of my wife where the ugly African was hugging my naked wife in the Shower and my wife, though was hugging him back, was still crying.
   
10. Picture of my wife where the ugly African was hugging my naked wife in the Shower and kissing my wife’s lips.
    

Though I wanted to find that African and fight him if I found him, one night when my my wife had stayed in her friend’s house, I started watching all this pictures on my Desktop, and instead of feeling angry, I started feeling horny and started jerking off to all these pictures where the ugly African hugs my wife in her White Bikini and enjoys himself kissing her lips, grabs my wife’s boobs from behind and bites her neck, grabs my wife’s ass cheeks over her White Bikini Bottom and sucks her boobs, gets my wife naked and eats her pussy and asshole, enjoys my wife’s pussy while she crying in pain begging Dayalan to make the African Stop, laughs at my wife who struggles to walk after taking his cock inside her, hugging my wife naked in the shower, and kissing my naked wife’s lips in the shower.  I still have these Pictures secretly saved on my Desktop and jerk off to them every time my wife is away. Apart from the golden earrings, diamond nose stud, Manjal Thaali(Mangalsutra), Gold Chain next to the Manjal Thaali(Mangalsuatra), and a Waist Chain around her waist, she was wearing two expensive gold rings, she was wearing silver anklets on her feet, which were gifted by her Cousin Ratnam. 

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Marrying cousins was a normal thing among Hindus in South India, especially in Andhra Pradesh and Tamil Nadu, more predominantly in our part of the Villages bordering Tamil Nadu and Andhra Pradesh.  Though there was water issue between our village which fell on the Tamil Nadu side and the village which fell on the Andhra Pradesh side, but they were all sorted out promptly at the Amman Temple/Ammoru Temple which was right in the middle of and Andhra Pradesh and Tamil Nadu border, which us the Tamil Nadu part of the village called it Amman Temple and the people from the Andhra Pradesh part of the village called it Ammoru Temple, and the issues were sorted out promptly at the Amman/Ammoru Temple by the Temple Priest named Satyanarayana Deekshitulu, whose words both our Village Leaders and Village Leaders from Andhra Pradesh obeyed like a command.



The leaders from the village on the Andhra Pradesh border, mostly men, in fact all were men, and the leaders from our village on the Tamil Nadu border, mostly women, in fact all were women, who were beautiful women widowed as a result of Illicit Liquor Incident where men from our village drank Moonshine(illicit Liquor) made with camphor and tobacco, and this drink contained toxic methyl alcohol, which caused the death many of our village men, including the village elders, leaving most of the women in our village as widows.


Although all these beautiful widows were victims of Zamindar, and every single woman had slept with the Zamindar for not paying the loan back, had formed a group named the “Widows Association” and had started investing in Agriculture which required plenty of water from the nearby River which was flowing from Andhra Pradesh.  Every time there was a water sharing issue between our village and village from the Andhra side, the Temple Priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu used to call the two parties for a meeting in the Temple.  The Temple Priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu used to sort out of issue between the Andhra Pradesh villager Leaders, who were all men, and our Village Leaders who were all women, not just ordinary women, the extremely beautiful ones, who were widowed and were in a Zeal and obstinate to somehow make big money and secure a better future to their children with the income through Agriculture.  The way the Temple Priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu used to sort out issues between the Andhra Pradesh village Leaders, who were all men, and our Village Leaders who were all women, were nothing short of an Orgy without alcohol.  The Temple Priest used to invite all the 10 village leaders from Andhra Pradesh, and used to offer 11 Beautiful women from our village to them in exchange for releasing water from their village

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To the village leaders from Andhra Pradesh who always had a thing for our Women, it was a treat to them and used to feast on our beautiful women and enjoy themselves making love to them.  Before offering our beautiful women to village leaders of the Andhra Pradesh, the temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu himself used to make them remove their Sarees and Blouses and make them get into the Temple Pond and take bath, with he Petticoats tied around them covering their boobs and other private parts.  Though the village leaders from Andhra Pradesh used to enjoy themselves watching our women remove the Sarees and Blouses and giving them an accidental peek of their boobs while she used to loosen their petticoat knots and lift their petticoats above their boobs and tie them around, the temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu did not allow the village leaders from Andhra Pradesh to watch them take bath in the Temple Pond, as it was the temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu’s turn to watch and enjoy our women taking bath in the Temple Pond only in their Petticoats and revealing their boobs, nipples, ass, ass cheeks, ass cracks, navels etc; and after that temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu used let them towel themselves and come to him.  The temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu himself used to remove their Petticoats and get them naked and in the name of inspecting if they were cleaned themselves well, used to make them lift them under arms and stand, and he used to sniff their underarms, placing his hands gently over their boobs, and used to bend them over and spread their ass cheeks and sniff their assholes and kiss their pussies.  Only after grabbing our beautiful women’s naked ass cheeks and kissing their lips nicely, he used to share them with the village leaders from Andhra Pradesh.  The village leaders from Andhra Pradesh who were waiting to enjoy our women, the moment temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu used to grab our women’s ass cheeks and kiss their lips and sent them to the village leaders from Andhra Pradesh, they used to readily pounce over our beautiful women and began romancing them, kissing their lips, sucking their boobs, squeezing their ass cheeks, and even playing with her pussies, and the 11th Beautiful women the temple priest Satyanarayana Deekshitulu used to keep her for himself and take her privately and have her pussy as a brokerage fee for sorting the issue.  After enjoying the pusseis of our village women, the village leaders from Andhra Pradesh used to release water for Agriculture.