The fraud Preceptor

Training the Foreign blonde

Parmanand's heart raced as he laid eyes on Suzen, the stunning Russian wife of his devotee Anuj. With her flawless figure and sensual attire, she exuded an alluring aura that left him breathless. As Anuj shared their love story, Parmanand couldn't believe how someone as perfect as Suzen could fall for a man like Anuj. But when Anuj asked him to teach Suzen about their culture and traditions, Parmanand saw it as an opportunity to get closer to her. He convinced Suzen to stay at his ashram while Anuj went away on business, promising to educate her in the ways of their beliefs. Little did she know, Parmanand had ulterior motives for wanting her by his side.
Parmanand's eyes glinted with malicious intent as he watched Suzen from across the room. He had been planning this for a long time, and now his chance had finally come. With calculated precision, he began to manipulate her, teaching her how to be the perfect wife and daughter-in-law while subtly reminding her of her duties to him. As the days went by, Suzen's longing for Anuj grew stronger and stronger, but Parmanand was quick to pounce on her weakness. Under the guise of yoga sessions, he lured Suzen into his chamber one night. With his muscular body displayed in nothing but tight-cut underwear, he commanded attention as he effortlessly moved through various poses, each one highlighting his chiseled arms, bulging biceps, sculpted chest, rock-hard abs, powerful thighs, and toned back. Suzen's eyes couldn't help but linger on his tempting physique, her mind unable to resist the forbidden thoughts that flooded her imagination. And as she caught a glimpse of his arousal pressing against the fabric of his underwear.As she gazed at him with lustful eyes, she couldn't resist imagining herself with him in ways that made her blush with shame and longing.
Parmanand traced her insatiable desire for him, a hunger that consumed her every waking thought. One day, he summoned her to his chamber, and Suzen's heart raced with anticipation. Parmanand beckoned her closer, their bodies barely inches apart. "Today, I will teach you how to truly serve your husband," he declared in a low voice. With trembling hands, Suzen followed his instructions as he took hold of her delicate fingers, commanding her to imagine him as her own husband. Her excitement grew at the chance to satisfy her craving for him, even if only for a brief moment. Parmanand instructed her on how to seduce her husband, noting that it brought him great pleasure. In a bold move, Suzen stripped off her clothing until she stood before him in nothing but a pink bra and panties, revealing her flawless fair skin and alluring curves. Parmanand then asked her to bring him a glass of milk from the nearby table. As she reached out with the glass in hand, he tapped his thigh and signaled for her to sit on his lap and feed him the milk. In an attempt to please him, Suzen obeyed but accidentally spilled some of the milk on him. Mortified, she quickly got up but was stopped by Parmanand's reassurance and invitation to sit back down on his lap. He removed his kurta, exposing his chiseled muscles that left Suzen spellbound and desperate for more of his touch.
Parmanand pulls Suzen onto his lap, her body jolting against his hard, throbbing member. It stands tall and rigid like a searing hot iron rod, visible to her as she straddles him. As she leans in to feed him milk, Parmanand takes the glass from her hand and makes her to drink it . The cool liquid cascades down their bodies, some droplets sliding sensually between Suzen's cleavage and down to her navel, while others coat Parmanand's chiseled chest and abs. With each seductive sip, Suzen feels a surge of desire coursing through her. Parmanand hungrily licks the milk off of her skin, tracing every curve and dip with his tongue. Suddenly, he stands up and turns Suzen towards a large mirror positioned in front of the bed. He grabs her waist from behind and presses his body against hers, their reflections glaring back at them as they both succumb to their primal desires.
Parmanand's voice is low and commanding, his hands gripping Suzen's wrists tightly as he pulls her closer to him. His lips trailing down her neck and sucking on her earlobes. Suzen's body tenses with desire, her eyes locked onto their reflection in the mirror as Parmanand slowly removes her bra. Her fair skin glistens in the soft lighting, her plump boobs with pink nipples perched atop it. Parmanand's desire is evident as he takes in the sight before him, his cock growing rock hard against Suzen's ass cheek. He whispers in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "You are so beautiful and innocent," he murmurs, his hands now free to roam and play with her boobs. Suzen moans, her breathing becoming heavier as Parmanand kisses and sucks on her nipples, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. Parmanand continues to explore every inch of her body, leaving Suzen breathless and overcome with desire.
Parmanand's rough hands grab her waist from behind, digging into her skin as he forcefully inserts his fingers into her panties. Suzen gasps as his skilled fingers move over her wet pussy, eliciting moans of pleasure from her lips. With a swift tug, Parmanand pulls off her panties, exposing her glistening pussy to the mirror in front of them. His grip tightens around her neck as he begins to finger her relentlessly, tracing every inch of her throbbing core while Suzen's body trembles with desire.
Without warning, Parmanand drops to his knees in front of Suzen and hoists her legs onto his shoulders, positioning himself between them. His tongue eagerly laps at her pink pussy, sending shivers coursing through Suzen's entire body. She can't help but give in to the intense pleasure, succumbing to the sensations as Parmanand expertly licks and sucks at her sensitive flesh.
As she nears the peak of ecstasy, Parmanand pauses to speak in a husky voice. "Your pink pussy is a gift, Suzen," he growls. "Always keep it clean-shaven for your husband." And with that, he resumes his fervent assault on her clitoris, bringing Suzen to an explosive climax that leaves her panting and trembling in his grasp.
Suzen pounces on Parmanand from behind, her hands roaming hungrily over his muscular chest and defined six-pack abs. She squeezes and caresses his nipples, feeling them harden beneath her touch as she grinds her body against his back. With a fierce determination, she rips off his underwear, revealing his throbbing dick glistening in the mirror's reflection.
Parmanand sits on the bed, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as Suzen's lips and tongue work tirelessly on him. His moans turn into guttural grunts of pleasure as she brings him closer to the edge.
Parmanand: Ahhhhh….. Good…. Suzen…. Always serve…… your husband ….with  ….ahhh…..ahhh…. Blowjob……
He pushes Suzen away, unable to wait any  longer.
Lying on the bed, Parmanand grips Suzen's hips with bruising force as she straddles him, taking his throbbing dick deep into her wet heat. With each vigorous bounce, her ample boobs jiggle and sway, their perfect form reflecting in the mirror above them, driving both of them wild with desire. Parmanand's unrelenting thrusts leave Suzen breathless and exhausted, her body aching from the intense pleasure coursing through her. Finally, he releases himself inside of her, watching intently as his thick seed spills out of her swollen folds and drips down onto the sheets below. As they both collapse in a sweaty heap, they catch a glimpse of themselves in the mirror, enraptured by their primal and passionate display of lust.
Suzen's exhaustion is pushed aside as Parmanand's lust blazes like an inferno, trapping her in its burning grasp. Parmanand. He forces her down on all fours and roughly rubs her ass cheeks with his calloused hands. Suzen catches a glimpse of this degrading act in the mirror and is shocked.
Parmanand sneers, "Learn how to make your husband happy with your ass, babe." With each spank that turns her cheeks red, Suzen can't help but moan in response.
But then, Parmanand begins pushing his fingers into her tight asshole, causing intense pain for Suzen. "No pain, no gain," he grunts as he loosens her up.

Once she's prepared, Parmanand starts fucking her asshole with his thick member. Suzen screams in agony at first, but slowly the pain transforms into pleasure. She watches helplessly in the mirror as Parmanand ravages her most intimate area with no regard for her discomfort. The nuptial chain around her neck bounces against her heaving boobs as he thrusts harder and faster.
Just when Suzen thinks it couldn't get any worse, Parmanand pulls out and forcefully enters her pussy, releasing his hot seed inside her without warning. As she tries to process the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her body, she can only watch in horror as Parmanand smirks triumphantly in the mirror.
Their bodies glistened with sweat as Parmanand and Suzen embraced each other in front of the mirror, their reflections distorted by their passionate lovemaking. Parmanand's voice was low and possessive as he whispered to Suzen, "You are mine now, my obedient wife. You will learn all that I have to teach you." Suzen's contented smile revealed her satisfaction with his skilled lovemaking.
But their pleasure was interrupted by the arrival of Anuj. As he looked upon his changed wife, Anuj couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in Parmanand's influence. Little did he know that his trusted mentor had taken advantage of his wife's vulnerability and filled her every hole with his throbbing dick. And within a month, Suzen announced she was pregnant, her swollen belly a constant reminder of her infidelity.