Creamy Fulfillment Snigdha

Snigdha was moving her hips rhythmically. She was voracious when it came down to devouring big cock. It was not a feat that normal girls could do. She was very forceful and came down heavily on the big cock and felt his pubic hair tickling the top of her pussy lips. She had his cock completely hidden in her wet and sticky pussy. She was not going to work on it anymore. She had been at this cock for a decent time, and she did not want to disappoint her husband. She may look like a regular housewife with slightly bigger belly and out of proportion buttocks, but she still had the youthful breasts which jiggled with life till she was bouncing on the deliciously erect cock.

She was exhausted. Age, which is just a number for gentlemen, should never be asked to a gentle lady. It shows on the body through the small wrinkles that start forming on the forehead and also around the scars of childbirth. She was resting externally but her aged experience was working quite skillfully. She had gripped the entire cock in her pussy and was milking it with the swift and definitive movement of her pussy muscles. Yes, muscles can be used for much more expertly and can be trained, because they have muscle memory. She looked into the eyes that were staring at her. Not exacting staring at her eyes, the eyes were transfixed on her hard dark brown nipples. Her breasts were slightly red over the whitish skin because of the massage and squeezing which she had done by her own hands. Men are more concentrated on their sensation on their cock and its lubricated movement to derive pleasure. Snigdha like most women, was more interested in proper treatment of her sensitive breasts, for her to enjoy the copulation.

She was still busy with her pussy when she said,

"Come on, hurry up. I want it delivered in my belly. I have locked it nicely and am licking it with my inner strength. I want you to cum in me."

Grunting with emotions and the weight of Snigdha, Subhash was dead still. He had tried to be active but the energy Snigdha brought into the thrust with her hip movement, he could not have matched with any of his strokes. With Snigdha steady, Subhash felt that he was locked under her and there was no scope for any movement for him. She was in complete control of the act and she was driving his cock crazy with her tactics. Subhash was holding her hips hard, trying to raise her a bit so that he could get at least some movement and some relaxation from her wet pussy grip. He was not successful. Snigdha was quite an expert when it came to being on top. He was not complaining but he did feel the pressure of her presence and pressure to perform. This felt new to him but he was not going to give up so easily,

"Why are you so eager to get me to cum? Can't we change pose and allow me to work on you? I am sure, I would be able to deliver better that way."

Snigdha was still in her trance. She was in no mood for any more antics. She loved her husband a lot but there is a limit to which he goes sometimes. She was adamant, "Come on. Don't waste time, I have lot of work to do, after this is done."

Subhash felt his cock strangled at the base as Snigdha tightened her grip and then she loosened. She was so quick that in rapid five strokes of up and down movement of her body, she used all the energy she had conserved and came back to the squatting position. Subhash was taken by surprise, and he lost it. How can Snigdha be so good? The thoughts drowned as his sense went from his mind to his erect cock which was not allowing him to think anymore. He spurted in rapid shots, at least four big ones as per his standard, deep in Snigdha's pussy. It was ejaculated much faster than the five strokes that lead to this feat.

Snigdha looked up at the ceiling, her eyes calm and praying for more strength. She quickly rose up from Subhash and used her muscles to lock the creamy sperms in her pussy. Subhash was lying wasted from the morning hot sex. Snigdha opened the door and surprised Subhash with her slightly plump and saggy buttocks. Snigdha loved her husband a lot and she would do anything for him. For some reason best known to him, Snigdha's morning work had increased. She had to be active even before preparing bed tea.

Snigdha closed the door and moved to the adjacent room opening the door. The sound of the door creaking open, aroused the sleeping gentleman in the new room. He woke up rubbing his eyes and trying to focus on who had dared to step into the room. Snigdha looked at her husband with a smile. Her husband too was delighted to find her in her birthday suit. Before he could rise any further, Snigdha pushed him back to bed and positioned her pussy on his mouth. She started rubbing it on his lips and said,

"Take your bed milk. And make sure you finish it all and don't waste it. I don't like when efforts go in doing something and the result is sub optimum or wasted."

Snigdha felt her husband probed her asshole. Then in one quick thrust, he had embedded his entire finger deep in her asshole. Snigdha face got strained and she felt her clitoris attacked by the stiff tongue. It was as if a button got triggered for delivery and Snigdha lost her control over her body. The precious hot cum that she had so securely locked in her pussy started to gush out with her orgasmic juices. The spurts got delivered right into the waiting mouth of her husband for his creamy craving fulfilment.