I started fantasizing about her from the first time I saw her. But never got the courage to move forward with my ideas. It’s been three years since...ruchi became my bhabhi but I could just masturbate thinking about her. Praying to have one chance with her, and one fine day, finally, that golden day of my life arrived. My brother and parents were out to Delhi for attending a marriage and it was just me and ruchi at home. Even we have to attend a party at local area., so we got ready and moved. " "Oh shit..." I confessed, my vagina sore and tender and completely not in the mood to be fucked again for at least several hours. "I think I'm done for the night." "Oh, c'mon baby. A little hottie like you, how can you make me wait until tomorrow?" He looked hurt and upset, then his eyebrows raised. "I have an idea. Get back on your knees." I wasn't sure what he meant, but I turned around and got back on my hands and knees as he hopped off the bed and went to his nightstand. He opened a. She said ok and smiled at me. I asked her whether she needs some help in the kitchen. She asked me to sit and talk with her while she was doing the work. I said ok and sat in a chair and started talking to her and watching her body from back. I was unable to control myself from seeing her back and walked towards her and hugged her from back and continued talking to her. She didn’t say anything and I could feel her soft butts against my penis.At 5pm she got ready for temple and started to go to. I eat until she cums, and then I keep going. I eat until my jaw hurts, and then I keep going. I eat until she’s pushing my face away and squirming because she can’t cum anymore, and then I lock onto her hips and keep going. I like having a woman’s juices completely saturated into my skin before I stop. I don’t remember how many times she came but I’m fairly confident I snatched the soul out of her pussy that day. And then it came time for the actual penetration, which was an adventure. Like I.