I was waiting for Padma. It seems she was busy until noon and came in the afternoon with a bowl of sweets. Padma was wearing an ethnic Venkatagiri thin green sari with pink and gold zari border and matching blouse without bra.
I hugged her, kissed her and took off all her clothes.
You are in hurry, hubby, she said.
Padma, Are you not in hurry.
She said, Yes, I am. Last night, while your busy fucking Madhu, I was only imagining you and I wanted to come to you. I restrained to come because It is important that you deflower and impregnate Madhu soonest possible during her fertile period.
I watched her large hung breasts as they bounced. I disrobed her. Her areolas were big and pink. I saw her lovely thick long hair braid, deep black eyes, glowing skin, pink nips and thick black pubic hair adorning her pussy.
She bent over to pick something up from the floor and I was privy to her glorious pussy lips, long and outsized, hanging down like thick wings of a butterfly. I imagined sucking on these for hours. By now, my cock was getting quite hard and putting wicked thoughts into my head.
Her glorious huge breasts swayed and jiggled with each move. I watched every nuance of her sensuousness that seemed to flow from every step – her full hips, the curve of her back, the bounce of her fine ass. This woman was all mine. I loved it! I felt a stirring in my loins that went deeper than the roots of my cock. This was a full body rush. The moment was a creation of wonder.
I embraced her from behind ass as she stood at the mirror. I kissed the luscious nape of her neck, caressing her thighs then her sweet ass cheeks. Her sexy humming stopped and a delightful squeal escaped her lusty lips. My hands moved slowly up her torso to knead her pendulous heavily hung breasts, something I know she loves. I moved to her large areolas and nipples, stroking them until they began to bunch and harden. Playfully, she slapped my hand.
Before things got too far, I told her I had to pee. As I turned to the toilet and pulled out my hardened cock, it took a bit for the stream to start flowing. When it did, I felt her behind me. She peeked over my shoulder, her hands on my butt cheeks.
“Stop or I’ll get too hard to finish,” I said laughingly.
Instead of stopping, she placed her left hand over mine as it held my cock. She ignored my plea and continued to grip my hand while I continued my business, watching with curious interest as my yellow stream gushedt. Her right hand stroked my right ass cheek.
Suddenly she bent opened her mouth, and I peed in her mouth.
“My, my honey, you got yourself a handful there, umm?” she murmured, pressing her head against my cock..
I nodded in agreement.
As I began to finish, she nudged her hand underneath mine and held my cock as I peed into her mouth.
“So this is how that rocket feels when you pee,” she said with a quiet, growling mew.
I could feel my cock respond in the grip of her touch, her fingernails painted bright red curling around my thick shaft. Her luscious breasts were pressing, her hardened nipples poking on my cock with turgid intent. She even pulled my foreskin back, shook my cock and queried, “All done?”
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