He shook off my hold on his shoulders. He sneaked his arms around my waist.
Even though he had been in an accident his strength never leaving.
He spanked my boobs and started kneading them. He held me tight and started rubbing my pussy on his thigh.
Now that he had tucked my petticoat to the waist he can see my clit clearly.
One moment he is lustily looking at my pussy and the other moment he is looking at my boobs and into my eyes.
"Dekh Teri chut kaise ragad ke laal ho gayi hai, randi."
I moaned at his dirty talking as he was just venomously spitting his words.
My mind getting flooded by pleasure and arousal.
"Mmhhmm...mhmm!!!"
I held back my moan as best as I could but I can see him smirking at me misery.
I was enjoying it as much as my clit was.
I would have been much better if it was his dick that I was riding but nevermind we were progressing and there was never going back.
As I reached my peak he started stroking my clit more vigorously, and whispering into my ears.
I heard him say
"Tune toh kitni ke Lund ko apne chut me ghisa hoga na randi."
"Ab Bol ki "tu randi hai"."
"Chal randi jhad ja mere jaangh pe aur ungli mein."
And I orgasmed hard, my body shivered with pleasure.
But I had more to talk to him about as it was for best to clear every misunderstanding.
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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.
