Ash felt her body squirming and thrusting against his with a lot of action, it was not at all a new thing but did give him a mild surprise.
He didn't expect this married pussy to be so easy on his meat and the way she choked herself on his cock was too much, the sequence of events was really too erotic to be lived in any kind of past, forget the recent one.
It was nothing short of a sudden stormy encounter to arouse such deep explicit passions in both of them, passions that could not be chilled by any dousing whatsoever.
He kissed her with her eyes gazing at the huge portrait of Venkaji in the room and shutting her eyes thought what had become of her.
This day, she was no more or no less than 'A class Iyengar whore' and it all happened in a space of 8-10 hours since 6 am in the morning.
She just thoughts of all the pricks which had ravished her since that time. there was Ananth who started the day for her, then it was Manjeet followed by the 2-in-1: Ananth and his boss Dayal and finally Ash.
She was now supposed to service Ripu who was waiting in the other room after a long rest since the early part of the day when Ash and he got together to screw Radha darling.
Radha was sprawled on the bed near to Ash's groin and her lips gently grazed the pubic hair making the sensitive jewels just below quiver, the foreskin on the prick was partially covering the cockhead and the coital juices of the just concluded trios fuck between her, Ash and Hema darling was visible, the shimmering liquid still oozing out of the prick hole gave it away, amply.
Ash kissed her again and this time on the lids of her wide-set eyes, then he pulled away from her and bent his head, his hand coming back to her cheek. "I know you," he whispered into her ear, "I know you so well ... even though we've just met. I have fucked many women but none have been like you. Demure but sexy, elusive but available finally and last but not the least, married and still tight between your legs".
Hema felt ashamed.
She did not want this, fucking Ash and she dreaded this moment.
She knew that this was going to be a tough call and there will be no going back after this, he was a knight and had all blue blood in his prick veins. They sang a beautiful song, the prick played the violin while the cunt was juicily getting milked giving the feel of 'jal tarang'.
Radha was stunned when she saw Hema clasp the face of Ash around her legs and suck his cock - while he was seated on the sofa with Hema lying on him, it was a scene which one can concoct but not enact. How could she balance her self?
Without Ash catching her anywhere on the body and to be in that acrobatic position for 16 minutes was anybody's guess.
The only answer probably 'Passionate clutches of peaking sex'.
With this single act, Hema's debauchery and entry into the real world of sexual slavery and business was sealed.
The next round was well negotiated and she was promised 50 lakhs for that one fuck which Ripu was to have with her. Ripu had heard enough and he was prepared to go that far. This was nearly 30 times what he paid to get the cherry from Radha - a couple of years ago.
Times had changed and also tastes, virgin pussies were a craze that time and now it was for married pussies.
Hema quickly got up and logged into her Citibank account over the phone, it showed up '25 lakhs' already.
