My maid’s husband 2

‘I am so sorry but you did not resist enough and see it is already inside. It is nice, tight and warm. Obviously you don’t get fucked regularly. That is why you need me.’ And he increased the rhythm by fully withdrawing and then thrusting wildly. All the while he kept sucking her nipples and playing with the breasts.

‘Lakshmi had told me that you have nice breasts but these are just too good. Lucky man, your husband.’

“Oh God!” She sighed as her vagina stretched to accommodate him. She put her hands to her mouth stifling her moans as the tip of his penis drove all the way to her cervix again and again.

Bhasu seemed to carry on and on. Involuntarily she had locked her ankles around his back. An explosion that left them panting for breath. He discharged entirely inside her.

She looked at him.

“I told you that’s what you needed. You scare me the way you moaned. ” He was smiling. Embarrassed, she looked away.

When she tried to get up he pulled her back to him.

“Where are you going, my dear? We are not through as yet. Wouldn’t you like to fuck again?”