My saree hunched up to the waist, my legs spread open, and my pussy eager and wide, taking his thrusts, holding him close to me. Ah! What a bliss it w...s!It soon became a routine. We’d end up having sex almost daily. He seemed to love it and I was insatiable. He was good, no doubt, but I craved for more. Just the normal sex didn’t quell my thirst. But I didn’t know what I wanted. My fantasies grew darker and I resorted to masturbating more often. I wanted to taste him, but my husband thought it. Your hair fell messily over your face, and I could feel it against my sensitive skin. You took one hand away and brushed it behind one ear. My hand slowing ran down my stomach towards my pussy which was soaking wet. I slipped in one finger and slowly started to finger myself, my juices making sliding in another finger very easy. I groaned as I pumped them into my warm tight hole. But she had three fingers in, her thumb massaging my clit as she licked around the area. I started playing with my. Mai kuch khane ke layak hi nai tha.Mona maan ka yeh roop pheli baar dheka tha. Mai samaj gaya tha, aaj unhone muje doubts discuss karne ke liye nai bulaya. Maine kaha, ” maam aaj mood nai hai padhne ka”.“To phir yaha q aiye ho”Me: ” Bs aise hi socha room mai bore ho rha tha, aur aapne hi to boa tha aane ko”Maam water bottle se pani pite hue, “To kya krne ka mood hai”.Me: ” Wahi jo aapka hai”.Maam: “What do you mean?”.Me: ” maam jb se aapko dheka hai, mai aapka deewana ho gaya hu, Aap muje bahut. Knowing it was wrong I really wanted him to do more to me. Suddenly, he was kissing my pussy, making me even wetter. I didn't really know how to react so I pulled him up to me and started kissing him. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and rubbed the roof of my mouth and played around with my tongue using his tongue. As we made out, he slid his hand down my thong and started rubbing my clit."What a nice tight wet pussy you have, princess" he said. He kept thrusting his finger in and out. He.