Master Takes Advantage Of Vani

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /> <div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Hi. My name is Vani. Im a 30 year old beautiful lady married to Bala. We both work for Roshan Seth and his wife Janki at their bungalow on the outskirts of Surat. Bala is Seth’s driver and I’m the housemaid. I know what you guys and girls are waiting for. Well, I want to share how Seth fucked me and showed me what Bala had not. I love the way he screws me, and I’m happy having sexual relations with him. We have been sexual partners for five years and hope that Seth continues to fuck me for several more years.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">This happened five and half years back when I got married to Bala. We courted for a year before tying the knot. I used to love his sincere and child-like nature. He took good care of me and made me realize his true love. So we approached our parents and fortunately they agreed.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Bala brought me to Seth’s house and we were given a room in his big 8 bed roomed villa. Only Seth and his wife stayed here, as their only son looked after their diamond business in Surat.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Bala and I had a somewhat dis-satisfied sex life. He had a small cock that was at times immune to my hugely proportionate body. I wondered how my bare and soft boobs couldn’t raise a dick. I loved the way other guys would admire and stare at me while I walked. Their gaze would follow my ass and I knew they shagged imagining fucking me. Now, Bala knew he had a serious problem and we both went to see a doctor. He took him to the examining room and asked him to strip. He made some tests touching him around his genitals. After few tests of blood, urine etc, she declared that he is impotent and must take a course of tablets for four to five months.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Right from the first night I was thirsting to have a cock inside my soft cunt. Bala was sweet, but I was suffering out of lack of sex. Our distance began to grow. My soft tits had not tasted a man’s lips. In spite of being married, we hadn’t fucked for a month. My lust was overflowing. I didn’t know what to do. Seth’s prying eyes fell on my virgin ass, and my luck blossomed.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">It happened slowly, but Seth made out I was not getting male attention. Whenever I used to be front of him, I used to pull my saree palloo, and put it back. My swollen tits were easily seen. My flat stomach caught Seth’s attention. He said, ‘tu saree ko naabhi ke neeche bandha kar. Bahut chota lagta hai tera pet.’[ better tie your saree below the navel. Your stomach is so small.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I blushed and went away. But I thought about him whole night. I thought, if I can let Seth catch and feel my stomach and navel, it will make me feel nice. I fantasized Seth moving his hands and pressing me on my navel.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Next day, Seth and I were alone in the house. I saw his eyes following me. I was wearing pink blouse and pink saree. I thought, now Seth will touch me. Just that happened. I made a naughty action of reaching out to the vessels on the higher cupboard. I jumped little, and came on the ground. That day, my saree was tied below the navel. He saw my navel. I made out he was hot. Again I moved my right hand in the air to touch the vessel. My boobs and my cleavage were nicely seen. My navel looked very tempting. I jumped again and made a cry as though my leg is sprained. Seth came running and said, ‘ kya hua? Tujhe kya  chahiye.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Babuji, who upar rakha bartan main pahunch nahin sakti.’ Seth said, ‘main bhi nahin pahunch sakta. Tu uth ja, main tujhe uthata hoon.’ Just what I wanted. I got up and he lifted me by the hips. I took the vessel and asked him to put me down.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">He was in no mood to do. He quietly moved to his bedroom carrying me in his strong arms. And put me on the bed. I said, ‘babuji, aap kitne hatte katte ho. Mujh jaisi ladki ko utha liya. Who bhi itna chalke aaye?’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Seth said, ‘arre, aaj bhi mujhme itni chusti hai jo kisi 20 varsh ke mard me ho. Tu kya sochi, main tujhe gira dunga.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Nahin babuji, aap to mere bala se be zyada takatwwar lagte ho. Kya aapki raaten bhi itni jawaan hain.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I was myself surprised to have asked such a question to a man old enough to be my father’s age. But I didn’t wait for the answer and ran away from the room as I was embarrassed.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">That night also I didn’t sleep and fantasized Seth putting his cock into me. I felt that he can be a nice replacement for my husband. So what if I shared my body with him. But sexual gratification was my right. If marriage can’t fulfill it, alternates are to be chosen…</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Bala had borrowed huge sum of money from moneylenders and was finding it difficult. He told me somehow he has to pay rs.20000 or else those moneylenders would kill him. I told him not to worry. I would find a way.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Next day, I went to Seth. I told him, ‘babuji, main aapse kuch kehna chahti hoon. Aap to jante hain, hum log ko aapka hi sahara hai. Bala ne kuch rupye liye hain kisi se. hume aapki madad chahiye.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Seth got up with a start,” ladki, main tumhari koi madad nahin kar sakta. Mujhe uskie aadaten malum hai.”<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I fell at Seth’s feet. My pallu fell. I cried, ‘babuji, aap hame is sankat se chudaiye. Main aapka eke k rupya lauta dungi.’ My breasts were fully exposed. And Seth saw them with lust. He told Bala to go out.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">When Bala went out, I overheard him sobbing. Seth said, ‘tu lautane ke fikar mat kar. Main uska har karz de dunga. Par ek shart hai.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Woh kya babuji’ , I asked innocently, knowing very well the old man was horny.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Tu to janti hai kee teri malkin bimar rehti hai. Main akela kuch kar nahin pata, sivay is land ko pakad kar hilana. Main chahta hoon kie tu mere bistar ko garam kar de.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Babuji, aap ye kya keh rahe hain. Main aapke beti ki umar ki hoon.’ I knew he will screw me eventually. Why not make him desparate?</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Tu ek jawan nari hai. Aur teri bharpoor jawani ko ye bala kya pehchanega. Tere boobe to aaj tak usne nahin chuye. Teri gand kya marta hoga?’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Babuji, aapko sharam aani chahiye mere saath aise baat karte. Agar bala ke paison ki baat nahin hoti, to main aapke samne kabhi nahin aati.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Tujhe bhi ek mard ki zaroorat hai. Main dekhta hoon, kaise thande pati ke saath tu tadap tadap ke karvat liye soti hai.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Aapko ye sab kaise pata.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Jab tum log raat ko sote ho, to main camera se dekhta hoon. Usne tujhe aaj tak bina kapde nahin dekha. Maine tujhe nanga dekha hai. Teri chuchiyan, teri kamsin kamar aur tere haseen galle ko itni nazdeek se maine dekha hai.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Babuji, meherbani karke meri laaj rakh lo. ‘</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Isme bura manne kee kya baat hai. Tu jawan hai. Teri jawani garam hai, aur main tujhe thandak dunga. Par isi shart pe. Tu mere paise ko chukane ke liye, meri har tan ki aag bhujayegi. Bala ko Surat bhej denge, aur hum dono aish karenge. ‘<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Babuji mujhe sochna padega.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘kal ye paise wale bhookhe, uski jaan le lenge aur tujhe apni randi bana denge. Phir mut aana mere paas. Dono ki bhalayi isi me hai.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I told bala that he must go away to Surat and I will do the hard work and pay up the moneylenders. To save his life, he willingly went away.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOURqIS2APeN1gDXxVBm6_or2eeNVWBkW3q-t9TE8bP3T7RaJnpqPCbPzqTKpMvucLpJ_6QV3C7_E7Iw8L3Igz6UvHdiIZQhyphenhyphen5kEFLAfptgABIKZrdVpXGpfnnicg9uY89RxFn3nCaRY/s1600/x7x14yQE8b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOURqIS2APeN1gDXxVBm6_or2eeNVWBkW3q-t9TE8bP3T7RaJnpqPCbPzqTKpMvucLpJ_6QV3C7_E7Iw8L3Igz6UvHdiIZQhyphenhyphen5kEFLAfptgABIKZrdVpXGpfnnicg9uY89RxFn3nCaRY/s1600/x7x14yQE8b.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br /> </span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">That night, I was in Seth’s bedroom. He had got the bed decorated with jasmine flowers and was staring at me. He pulled away my red new saree and saw me in blouse and petticoat. My eyes were looking down and I bowed. I said, ‘babuji, please mujhe aap narmee se karna. Mujhe anubhav nahi hai.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘tum kyun ghabrati ho. Main tumhe pehle ek bahut khoobsurat film dikhaunga.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">He put on the vcd of a blue movie. I was aroused. My body currents were yearning for a hard rod between my thin and long legs. By the way, let me now tell you, that I’m 5.6 feet tall. My curves are 28-26-32. The most sensational part of my body is my slim waist and huge boobs. My ass is global round and will make every man’s meat go wild. So Seth was wild.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘ab tu apne kapre utar, ek ek karke mere saamne.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">While I was disrobing, he too removed his juba and vest. His pajamas were out in seconds. And his huge cock was waiting to come out from his underwear.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I removed my blouse and covered by breasts with both my hands. I said, ‘please, lights band kar dijiye’. ’kyon nahin’, he said. He switched off the tube light but put on a blue bulb in the corner. My curves were looking blue and I was blushing. I never knew Seth was so perverted. He may have seen me taking a shower; he may have seen me putting on my bra; and he may have observed my cleavage for many many days. Now I’m facing him.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">He said ‘abhi kuch kaam ho jay.’ He ripped my bra away and pulled the string of my petticoat. My belly went inside with his cold hands touching me. My Bala has not even cared to see me this naked, let alone put his dick inside.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">He squeezed my ass and I was in deep bliss. I was thanking my lord for this day. I moved my breasts in front of him. He licked one while his hands were massaging the other. It felt so nice. He started sucking like a kid and it felt so much more nice. I was moaning. I was enjoying. I thought,’; why I didn’t get Seth as my husband on my first night?’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">He moved his hands on my back and again squeezed my virgin ass. Slowly his hands went inside my white panties and touched my pussy.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I was cold the moment he touched me there. I pushed him aside and said,’ye galat hai babuji. Aap bibiji ke hain. Main sirf bala kee. Ye paap hai,babuji.’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘are meri radha. Tu tadap rahi hai. Dekh, tere juice nikal rahe hain. Tere ye chuchiyan naram se garam ho gayee hain. Tu apne tan ki pyas mujhse bhuja rahi hai. Agar aaj main tujhe nahin chodunga, to tu kal bahut pachtayegi. Kahegi ki babuji kitne ache they. Main hi idiot nikli.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Before I could react, he put his hands on my panties and pulled it away. I was resisting, but my fire was burning. I kept saying, ‘nahin, nahin.’ And he was enjoying the foreplay. He inserted his tongue into my pussy and licked away. He licked and he licked and he licked. And I was experiencing orgasm and another orgasm and another orgasm. His strong hands held my thighs up in the air whilst he dug his tongue deep into my core. My hands were on his shoulders and I dug my nails into them as I was experiencing the juices coming out.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">After about twenty mintues he said, ‘aaj tu meri biwi hai. Tujhe meri har baat man ni padegi. ‘</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Ji babuji. Main tiyar hoon. ‘</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Ab main tere andar mera ye lauda dalunga. Is kabhi teri malkin bahut pasand karti thi. Ab bechari lachaar hai. Aur mera lauda ek shaant aur naya swarg dhund raha hai. Who hai teri chooth. Tu badi khush naseeb hai ke itna mota lauda tere is gand ki pyas bhujayega. ‘<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Saab, aap bahut ache ho. Main aapse bahut pyar karti hoon.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">‘Mera lauda dekhne ke baad har aurat yahi kehti hai. Main 55 saal ka hoon, lekin meri chodne ka dhang aur josh koi jawan mard match nahin kar sakta. Ab tu apni tang upar utha. Main isko andar ghusainga.’</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I hugged him and my breasts were heaving. He sucked my tits and lifted my hands. His nose went up my armpits and came down. I felt soooo nice. He did this with my other tit and lifted my other hand. Again his nose went up my armpit and came down. I felt so nice. In between this, I felt his warm tool shoving away and pounding away into my hole. My pussy was warm and welcomed his meat. I hugged him with both my hands and he smooched my hot lips.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I was in heaven. I never knew sex was so much of a pleasure. He pushed and pushed till his cock rested on my core. I was in pain. There was blood coming out. My hymen was ruptured. His tight buttocks were pushing the walls of my tight pussy. His warm hands lifted my knees while he pounded. It felt like I was a barren land and was being ploughed.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">If I hadn’t experienced such a screw, I would have repented. I loved this man. My lover, my husband for the night! He made me complete! He saw the satisfaction in my eyes! His lips kept going down to my breasts and sucking them. We screwed thrice that night. And each time, I felt the same satisfaction.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I never knew, old men had such vigor. He taught me various positions. He explored every inch of my body with is tongue. He touched me in places where I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I loved every moment.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Seth would have screwed his wife so much and I wish I would have been his wife when he was 25 year old. If at this age there was so much stamina, just imagine how he would have fucked at 25?  My eyes are aflutter with every push. He has made me so much his woman!</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">For five and half years I’ve been paying the price for Bala’s borrowing and I have no regrets. Seth has given me what Bala couldn’t and I have no regrets.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">My body is so much refined because a man like Seth has devoured and hammered his 9 inch cock. He is god to me.</span></div></div>

Master Takes Advantage Of Vani

Hi. My name is Vani. Im a 30 year old beautiful lady married to Bala. We both work for Roshan Seth and his wife Janki at their bungalow on ...

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