Dolly, a 40-year-old wife to the successful businessman Sanjay, felt her heart sink with each passing day as her husband's work consumed his life. Their once loving marriage had become cold and distant, with Sanjay rarely coming home or showing any interest in spending time with his wife. Even their son, who had left for college and now lived in a hostel, seemed too busy to visit or even call. Dolly was left alone, drowning in loneliness and despair.she turned to Parmanand for salvation from the agony of her neglected soul.
Parmanand's mind was consumed with thoughts of the hot milf and her supposed problem. Despite her age of 40, she was still incredibly fit and maintained a wheatish complexion that drew his eyes to her every curve. He couldn't help but imagine tracing his fingers over her tight, curved breasts and watching her jiggling ass as she walked. His desire for Dolly burned deep within him, and he quickly offered a solution to her loneliness and frustration - spending a week in his hermitage under his guidance.
Parmanand purposely orchestrated Dolly's interactions with various individuals, using them as pawns to distract her from her constant loneliness. But one night, he summoned her to his private chamber under the pretense of meditation. Dolly, blindly trusting Parmanand, followed his instructions without hesitation. Little did she know, it was all a calculated scheme to fuck and ravage her body.
Dolly's heart raced as she entered the chamber and saw Parmanand in meditation pose. His glistening, chiseled upper body was completely exposed, sending a surge of desire through her body. Every muscle seemed to ripple and bulge with strength, igniting a primal hunger within Dolly. She couldn't tear her gaze away from his handsome face, the definition of his arms and biceps reflecting prominently in the dim lighting. But it was his chest and six pack abs that drove her mad with lust, igniting a fire within her that had been smoldering for far too long. The realization of her husband's neglect hit her like a punch to the gut, fueling her frustration and stress, all centered around one simple need: sex. And now, seeing Parmanand's perfect form before her, she couldn't resist the urge to quench that burning desire.
Parmanand's eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction as he watched Dolly, his prey, fall deeper under his spell. He lured her in with his seductive words and promises of stress relief through meditation. But it was all just a ploy to get her alone with him, vulnerable and under the influence of Somras, the intoxicating holy drink. As Dolly drank two glasses, her inhibitions melted away and she became putty in Parmanand's hands. Without hesitation, he commanded her to remove her Saree, leaving her standing exposed in nothing but a revealing light blue bra and panty. The power dynamic had shifted completely in Parmanand's favor, and he knew he could strike at any moment.
Parmanand commands her to lie down on the table, her back arching upwards as he stands over her. With a seductive smirk, he pours hot oil onto her bare skin, tracing it down her spine and over her panties. Dolly is completely under Parmanand's control, submitting to his every touch. As he massages her heated back, she can feel herself melting into a state of relaxation and pleasure. But then, without warning, he grabs at her bra strap and quickly removes it, continuing his massage with expert hands. Every muscle in Dolly's body is ignited with desire and goosebumps rise on her skin as Parmanand skillfully works his way down to her panty. In one swift motion, he removes it, revealing her glistening ass cheeks. The oil makes them shine as he uses his strong hands to apply pressure, eliciting heavy breaths from Dolly. She can feel a powerful surge of lust coursing through her body as Parmanand continues his tantalizing massage.
Parmanand orders Dolly to turn around, his lustful gaze devouring her barely-covered body. Her bra hangs loosely around her ample boobs, and her exposed pussy glistens in front of him. Without hesitation, Parmanand begins messaging her flat stomach, causing Dolly to close her eyes in anticipation. The pleasure washes over her as he expertly manipulates her body, rendering her completely under his control. In one swift motion, he removes her bra, revealing her perky boobs and dark nipples. He eagerly grabs and squeezes them, eliciting wetness from Dolly's core. As she starts to moan in ecstasy, Parmanand takes her nipple into his mouth and sucks on it with fervor while still fondling her other breast. The sensations overwhelm Dolly and she reaches a powerful climax, but Parmanand shows no mercy as he continues to ravage her boobs with his mouth and hands. Eventually, Dolly is reduced to a quivering mess, completely at the mercy of Parmanand's insatiable desires.
Parmanand's eyes burned with desire as he moved toward her, his mouth watering at the sight of her already glistening pussy. But instead of diving right in, he took his time, running slick oil over her thick thighs and massaging them with skilled pressure, causing her muscles to relax and quiver in anticipation. As he neared her dripping pussy, he inserted his middle finger slowly, savoring every inch of her tightness and eliciting a moan from Dolly that sounded more like a scream. The intensity only grew as Parmanand added another finger, increasing the pace of his fingering until Dolly was writhing uncontrollably and begging for release. With a primal growl, she reached climax once again, but Parmanand wasn't finished yet. He coated his cum-drenched fingers with her own juices and shoved them into her eager mouth, watching as she eagerly sucked and licked them clean in a frenzy of lust.
Parmanand aggressively tore off his dhoti, standing before Dolly, his monstrous erected dick pointing straight upwards like a weapon. Dolly's eyes widened in shock as she took in the sheer size and girth of him. In a primal display of passion, they formed the 69 pose, with Parmanand greedily devouring Dolly's slick nectar from pussy while she eagerly sucked on his throbbing dick. Their bodies became one, covered in a mix of sweat and oil as they moved in perfect sync. With a third orgasm ripping through her body, Dolly felt Parmanand unleash a thick load into her mouth, which she eagerly swallowed down, feeling completely dominated by his insatiable desire.
With a primal growl, Parmanand throws himself on top of Dolly's limp body and thrusts his rock-hard dick into her waiting pussy. The sound of their bodies slapping together in a frantic rhythm reverberates throughout the room, drowning out all other noise. Dolly's back arches as she moans in pleasure, unable to resist the sensations coursing through her body. Parmanand's hands roam over her body, roughly grabbing at her boobs and pulling her closer. Suddenly, they switch positions and Dolly impales herself on Parmanand's throbbing dick, riding him with wild abandon. Their moans mix together in an erotic symphony as they both reach the peak of pleasure, releasing together in a powerful orgasm that leaves them lying spent and naked on the floor.
Day after day, Parmanand relentlessly ravaged and kneaded Dolly's body until she was consumed by pleasure. Her pent-up frustration melted away under his skilled touch, leaving her feeling reborn and energized. With a newfound outlook on life, Dolly eagerly embarked on a new journey.Parmanand had not only drained her physically, but also financially, leaving her both exhausted and wealthy beyond measure.
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The fraud Preceptor
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