She remembered one day when she was lying back on the expensive leather couch of the hotel… spreading her legs for him and raised her knees as she looked up at him in eager invitation. She thought of how she slid her arms around his neck and held her lips up to be kissed as he crawled between her spread legs as naked as she was.
Oh fuck! it had felt so good always when his hard circumcised cock spread her swollen pussy lips. She remembered thinking….. ‘sorry my dear husband’, I love you but I want this and it’s too fucking late to stop now, even if I wanted to do so.
So big, so deep……. she started cumming immediately with his long shaft buried up to the hilt. She couldn’t stop as she wrapped her long legs around his back and fucked back into him freely and cried, “Oh yes Jamal, fuck me, I need it sooo bad.”
She had gone a little crazy as she loved everything he did to her and they fucked relentlessly. He kissed and sucked her hard nipples….. playing with her clit…..playing with her sensitive asshole and kissing her open mouth so passionately. After he finally came in her, flooded her highly appreciated aristocratic pussy, and pulled out, she bent down and eagerly sucked his wonderful cum-soaked cock to another climax.
The last thing she remembered as she left the hotel in a daze to go home, only somewhat cleaned up, was her client saying, “Gargidevi, that was spectacular. If you weren’t married, I would marry you and took you to Arab as my honorable Begum.”
All the way home she thought about his nasty proposal and what she had done made her a real whore at last. She had been fucking for money…… she couldn’t imagine…..from a renowned actress to a sophisticated callgirl. She smiled from ear to ear as she strangely liked that idea. Such easy money and so much fun. Then she pulled into their driveway, thought of her loving husband and had gotten scared.
As she thought about it all now after the fact, and relived it all again, she shuddered and had another small orgasm. She thought about her children seeing her bare wet pussy as she spread her legs over her husband. And then their sweet tongue kissed her….. she shuddered and came again….even harder this time.
After that she laid her head on her pillow and just before she drifted off to sleep, her thoughts came back to her new profession.
‘I can make a lot of money doing this with Jamal few more days, and after that with other customers too. If my husband has to go along, he has to. I will convince him. So much money and so much wonderful sex. Oh God! I can never detach myself from this wonderful job…and I must be grateful to Swastika for introducing me with this noble profession.’
She drifted off to sleep dreaming about lots of cocks…. in different sizes and colours……. in all of her openings with her daughter and son watching her get fucked by a string of her customers, and the money came raining down around her.
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