Bengalee Film Queen

She started to reminisce about her experiences in Film-industry with men. Her failed marriage with Rajeeb and Manish…. and what happened to her in the car at seventeen when she got pregnant with her now fifteen-yrs-old son, Srinjoy Chatterjee. She thought about her past awhile longer but now she was excited about her future. She had a new home and a splendid career in Tollygunge.

She was home alone in the her big bunglow tonight. Her son was now staying with her parents for a few weeks before joining with herself in Kolkata. She was feeling very alone now in the big empty house. “I don’t like being alone, in this big house,” she thought. She was excited about buying the famous house that a renowned Industrialist once owned. However, the big house had still no furniture in some rooms now! It was just empty.

Shrabanti sauntered upstairs to her bedroom to get ready for bed because there was not much else to do. Inside her large bedroom was a big queen-size bed, with two big almirah, dressing table, a L-shaped large Sofa, a forty-eight inches LED TV fixed on the wall in front of the Soda and all other furniture required for a luxurious bedroom. The wall of the room was decorated with some valuable pictures of freedom fighters and great scholars.

Shrabanti started to undress….. standing in front of the mirror, at first she removed her Saree and then unbuttoned her blouse slowly…. taking it off fully from her body. She was gazing at her slightly voluptuous body in the mirror. She continued to undress…..reaching around to unhook her bra, she removed the garment….. setting her big tits free from their confinement.

She was now topless. Standing in front of the mirror just with her red Saya ( petticoat ) she was admiring her own body. Her large milk-white breasts were capped with tiny little nipples….. her stomach was smooth and the flair of her wide hips was beautifully proportioned with her busty chest. She could not resist cupping her breasts in her hands, lightly feeling up her own tits and pinching her erect nipples. Within minutes she reached her other hand inside her saya to rub her pussy.

“I am so horny right now,” Shrabanti moaned aloud inserting a finger inside her ‘getting hotter by the minute’ pussy.

She started to masturbate her pussy with her fingers with one hand while still pinching her tiny nipples with her other hand. She was moaning as her body started to quiver from her approaching orgasm. Her breasts were jiggling as her body started to convulse, and her hand really started to squeeze one of her breasts hard, crushing her soft mound in her hand. “I am cumming, oh yesss, that feels so goood.”

Enjoying the quick but nice climax for few seconds, she removed her wet fingers from her drenched pussy at last and inserted them in her mouth tasting her own cum juices. She was sucking on her fingers like some sweet candy and enjoying the taste of her own pussy juices as she purred, “Mmm so yummy. I had better finish undressing now and go to bed.”

Please wait…

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