Ramu Soren felt the walls of his Memsaheb’s pussy spread apart, molding around his invading black cock like a glove as he slid easily into her, his mighty cobra snake impaling her hot snatch until his huge balls came to rest against her pinkly puckered asshole. “Arhhhhhhgghhh! Oh Bhagaban! Oh, God you’re hot and sweet baby” he gasped, as her clinging flesh enveloped his prick.
“Ohhh mago, Chod Bokachoda, Thapa Gudmarani Khankir bachha, ki aram !” whimpered the matured widow Headmistress, screwing herself urgently up against her Adibasi driver so that her clit rubbed deliciously against the shaft of his cock. Ramu braced himself with both hands and pulled out of his Memsaheb’s sucking hole, only to plow back down into her tightness again with added force, thrusting in and out with all his strength.
“OH! OOHH! FUCK, YES! That’s it! Throw that hot pussy up at me Memsaheb !” Ramu grunted, ramming his thick cock into her eagerly upthrust twat. Anuradhadevi bucked her ass up off the bed in time with her driver’s savage thrusts, moaning with pleasure at each deep penetration.
“Unnnnnggghhh! Ohhhhh! Fuck! Oh, baby! That’s it! Yes, harder! OHHHH, YESSSSS!” she squealed. Both of them were completely engrossed in their energetic lovemaking, oblivious to all but their own bodies in their frantic search for sexual release.
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( Flashback : Just after seven days of Anuradhadevi’s husband’s death )
After finishing Madhyamik exam. Ramu realized that he wouldn’t be able to pass any more. Being a orphan and labourer, he decided to leave his village and went to Kolkaka where his maternal uncle arranged a nice job of driving in a reputed Hindu Brahmin family. They offered more than ten thousand rupees per month with fooding and lodging. He was more than happy and thanked the God.
One sunny day he reached Kolkaka by train, his uncle Kalu Soren received him and led him to the famous “Rashmoni Bhavan” where he introduced his nephew to Anuradhadevi.
Just 10 minuets from Howrah Stn. the taxi stopped in front of a very nice bungalow type huge apartment. Ramu’s uncle pressed the door bell and after few seconds a twenty yrs old Nepali servant ( Bahadur ) opened the door.
“Where is Madam, I bring my nephew for her driving ?” said Kalu Soren. The young Nepali servant said “Madam is sleeping, just wait for some time.” and immediately went inside the house.
Within minutes Anuradhadevi came. He saw a white saree covered remorsed widow was stepping in slowly. May be she was weeping for her expired husband, her beautiful eyes were moistened with tears. But OMG! In this pitiful atmosphere also, Ramu became amazed witnessing her tremendously sexual outlook. He couldn’t believe his eyes.This is his Memsaheb!
He was even more stunned watching the aged Hindu Brahmin widow wore sarees so seductively. Her full deep navel was exposed through her white chiffon saree.. He thoroughly read her body, top to bottom. Her extra large boobs were jutting under her clearly visible pink bra through the thin white blouse. And her big round ass cheeks are producing lust in his evil mind. His 10 inch member was getting a raging hard on watching all this. He couldn’t believe a matured Hindu widow Headmistress could dress up such a way.