Shivam and Kanchan had been married for three years. They loved each other deeply, but the spark in their sex life had slowly faded. They were still physically intimate, but the passion they once felt had diminished.
Shivam, a successful businessman, had been working long hours, leaving little time for romantic escapades with his wife. Kanchan, a talented artist, had been focusing on her craft, often forgetting to make time for her husband. Their hectic schedules had taken a toll on their relationship, and they both knew it.
One evening, after a particularly grueling day at work, Shivam arrived home to find Kanchan waiting for him in the living room. She was wearing a silk robe that barely covered her curves, and her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders.
"I have a surprise for you," she said, her voice sultry and low.
Shivam raised an eyebrow, intrigued. Kanchan stood up and walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively. She untied the robe, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body underneath.
Shivam's eyes widened as he took in the sight of his wife's bare breasts and shaved pussy. He felt his cock stir in his pants, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan.
"Ahh meri randi kya lag rhi hai ," he said, his voice hoarse.
Kanchan smiled, pleased with her husband's reaction. She stepped closer to him, pressing her body against his.
"Mallikmujhechodiye na," she whispered in his ear. "Malik meri chut apne paanise bhar digiye malik,meri chut apke pani keliyepyaasi hai."
Shivam didn't need any further encouragement. He wrapped his arms around Kanchan's waist, pulling her closer. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together in a passionate duel.
Kanchan moaned as Shivam's hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She reached down between them, rubbing her fingers over his erection.
"Fuck, aapka lund kitna sakht hai malik," she said, her voice breathless.
Shivam growled, his desire for her overwhelming. He picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom. He lay her down on the bed, spreading her legs wide.
" Aajpuri raat tu mera naam chillayegi randi," he said, his voice fierce.
Kanchan shivered in anticipation as Shivam lowered his head between her legs. He licked her pussy, tasting her wetness. He flicked his tongue over her clit, making her moan louder.
Shivam slid two fingers inside her, fucking her slowly as he continued to lick her clit. Kanchan's moans turned into cries of pleasure as she felt herself getting closer to orgasm.
"Ahh,Malik mai jhadne wali wali hu!" she cried out, her body trembling.
Shivam didn't stop, his fingers and tongue working together in perfect harmony. Kanchan's cries grew louder, and she finally came, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
Shivam stood up, his cock throbbing with need. He positioned himself at Kanchan's entrance, pushing inside her slowly.
Kanchan wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. She moaned as he filled her up, her pussy still sensitive from her orgasm.
Shivam started to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Kanchan met him stroke for stroke, her nails digging into his back.
They fucked each other passionately, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time. Shivam's thrusts grew faster, and Kanchan's moans turned into cries of pleasure.
"Madarchod, mai jhadne wala hu, le mera sara pani apnichut me," Shivam said, his voice strained.
Kanchan nodded, her eyes glazed with desire.
"Jhad do sara pani malik meri chut,bhardo apne pani se meri chut ko," she said, her voice hoarse.
Shivam's thrusts grew erratic as he felt himself getting closer to orgasm. He finally came, his cock pulsing inside Kanchan's pussy.
They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing heavy. Shivam rolled over onto his side, pulling Kanchan with him.
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