I could not take the gaze and lowered my eyes. He was never looking away from me. His eyes piercing hole into my body.
He did not say a word and slept after switching off the lights. There earth shattering need to be held and fucked by a man overpowering my senses.
In the middle of the night unknowingly my hands reached inside my petticoat.
My fingers discarding the panty lining slide towards my core. My fingertips could easily sense the wetness of my core that drenched my panty.
The slow and delicate strokes editing the pleasure and the new man somewhat known adding to the adventurous thrill.
A sensual moan left my lips
"Ahhh....mmm...mm!!!"
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And my eyes shot open. Not because of the wetness and thrill but because of his hand that was now holding "my wet hand that is partially inside my panty. "
"Toh randi ne randiyon wale kaam kar hi diye."
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The Disabled Thakur's Wife (18+)
FantasyA 'slut' of a 21 year old Nidhi is married to the disabled thakur, who is paralysed below his waist. What will happen when her sexual frustration will heighten and she starts seeking ways for her pleasures.
