The beggar bit into an apple on the table. He took the apple seed from his mouth and dropped it on my belly. I felt the wet seed from his saliva against my soft, warm skin.
He admired the seed as it bounced playfully on my belly, then gently blew it across my skin toward my deep navel. I felt a gush of air against my navel. It sent shivers through my body. He was teasing me.
His lips brushed against my skin as he leaned closer, teasingly blowing a gentle breath over the seed.
He watched as the apple seed tumbled and then disappeared into my deep T-shaped navel.
"Looks like it found a cozy spot," he said, a playful grin on his face.
"Mmm," I moaned as the seed entered my navel.
"Careful, it might get lost in there," he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.
I laughed, glancing down at the little seed. "You think it can disappear?"
He leaned in closer, watching my breathing intently. "I wouldn't be surprised. It seems like the perfect hiding spot, it's so deep and dark. Wonder how far away it went" he said, his voice low and teasing.
"It's a little dark down there," I replied, feeling a mix of shyness and amusement.
He smiled, his gaze unwavering. "But I admire how you breathe, like a gentle waves of your navel, rising and falling. It's mesmerizing."
His eyes sparkled as he admired my curves. "You know, your shape is just captivating. It's like every detail is perfectly designed."
I felt a rush of warmth at his compliment, caught between embarrassment and delight. "You're quite the flatterer," I teased, trying to maintain some composure.
"Just speaking the truth," he replied, leaning closer, his gaze lingering. "There's something about the way you carry yourself that draws me in."
He leaned closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I'll take that seed out with my tongue," he said playfully.
Before I could react, he gently pushed it in deeper instead. "Ow!" I exclaimed, surprised. He pushed the seed deeper and deeper into my navel. I desperately held his head as the seed pained me. He gripped my curvey hips tightly as his tongue pushed inside my navel.
He chuckled, clearly enjoying the moment. "Looks like I might have made it a little more challenging," he teased, his expression a mix of mischief and admiration.
"Very funny," I said, trying to catch my breath, both flustered and amused.
"I promise I'll find a way to get it out," he replied with a wink, his playful demeanor making the atmosphere light and fun.
He searched my navel with his tongue, playfully exploring as if it were a hidden treasure. Each gentle touch sent electrifying sensations through me, a mix of surprise and delight.
"Are you trying to find that seed or something more?" I teased, my heart racing.
He paused, looking up at me with a grin. "Maybe a bit of both," he replied, the warmth in his gaze making the moment feel intimate and playful.
He pushed the seed around in my deep navel. I moaned. I bit my lip. I let him enjoy me.
He finally took the seed out, and it popped out onto my belly. I laughed in surprise.
"All that work for a little seed!" he said, grinning. "Now I'm thirsty," he added, playfully pointing to my large busty bossoms.
I raised an eyebrow, unsure of where he was going with this. "Thirsty, huh?"
He leaned in closer, admiring my curves with a teasing smile. "Maybe a drink would help," he said, his tone light and flirtatious.
"Is that so?" I replied, enjoying the playful banter.
"Just appreciating the view," he said with a wink, making the atmosphere feel fun and electric.
He undid my saree blouse one hook at a time. His fingers dancing in my cleavage. He looked up and smiled at me. "You are so generous to the beggar," he winked.
With each hook falling apart. My large busty bossoms became free. My round brown bossoms exposed themselves to the beggar. He cupped each breast. "Wow this is a feast I will not forget," he said. I felt his cold hands against my warm ample boobage. He teased them by shaking them. He playfully circled my nipples. He grinned as he bent down to suck my nipples. I felt his beard tickling my boobs. I watched my left nipple disappear into his filthy mouth. I watched my boob dance to his suck. He sucked wildly for a while. I caressed his head and enjoyed the wetness on my boob.
My boobs danced on his face. They dangled on him. He kissed my underboob and my deep navel hole. He pulled down my saree 6 inches below my waist and kissed all the way down.
He got into my saree. He kissed my legs. He kissed up and around my thighs. Then I felt his lips against my flower. "Ahhhhhhh," I moaned as he licked my flower. My flower juice splashed on his face. He licked and kissed my flower. He flipped me over. He massaged my large round ass. He began kissing my ass. He rubbed his face from my left ass cheek, over my ass crack, over to my right ass cheek. He did this back and forth. He bit my ass cheek. He kissed me all over my ass.
The clock striked 12. I asked him to leave. He agreed before things went further. As a reminder of me, I gave him my waist chain. As he left my house, he kissed the waist chain. "I'll treasure you forever," he said. I blushed and waved.
I just moved here, but all the men are amazing. Even the filthy beggar.
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