He knew Daya wasn’t wearing panties and that Bhide had his hand on her bare ass. He saw that Bhide had his other hand up inside Daya’s blouse and knew she wasn’t wearing a bra either! Wondering if Daya knew he was there, then he realized that she had her head buried in Bhide’s neck and couldn’t possibly know who else might be in the darkened corner.
Strangely, Jethalal found himself almost as excited by what Bhide and Daya were doing as by what he and Madhabi were doing. “Why don’t you pull my petticoat up and feel my pussy?” suggested Madhabi. “I’m not wearing any panties,” she added.
Without hesitating, Jethalal first removed her saree, then pulled up the petticoat in back and slid his hand down over her warm bare bottom. As he reached the bottom of her ass he slid his hand in between her legs from behind dipping his middle finger into her slit. He found her pussy flowing juices and ready!
Glancing at Bhide and Daya again, he saw that his wife was unzipping Bhide’s pants. Evidently, Bhide was not wearing shorts, because his dick sprang right out through the open fly! Jethalal was a little relieved to see that Bhide’s dick wasn’t quite as big as his own!
Soon Jethalal felt Madhabi’s hand easing his zipper down. She pushed the front of his jockey shorts down and wrapped her warm fingers around his hard prick.
“Umm,” she purred in his ear. “That thing is huge!” Jethalal removed his hand from Madhabi’s blouse and boldly began to unbutton it. When he had it unbuttoned all the way, he pulled it wide open and palmed one of her big jugs.
“Why don’t we find someplace a little more comfortable?” Madhabi suggested. Jethalal didn’t resist when she pulled away from him and took him by the hand, leading him towards a bed in the back corner of the room. Boldly, they walked hand in hand, with Madhabi in her short petticoat, her blouse hanging open and Jethalal’s dick sticking out of his open fly!
When they reached the bed, Madhabi led him turning to face him. Wrapping both her arms around his neck she pulled his lips to her own. Jethalal palmed both of her tits as he kissed her, He felt her breath quicken in his mouth as he pinched her nipples. Pulling his lips away from hers, he bent down and took a big rubbery nipple in his mouth. He sucked it in between his lips, gently nibbling on it.
While Jethalal sucked her nipples, he reached down and pulled her petticoat up, sliding his hand up between her legs. He palmed her pussy, feeling the sticky heat from it against fingers. Gently he inserted the tip of his finger between her pussy lips, gradually sliding the finger down deeper into her slit. He rolled her clit with his finger, then slid his finger farther down swirling the end of it around in the entrance to her pussy opening itself. He felt her slowly backing up. He raised his head from her breast to see what she was doing.
Then realized that she was maneuvering them to a table located over against the wall. He followed her, keeping his finger busy in her pussy. When they reached the table, Madhabi just reached down and pulled her petticoat up around her waist and sat on the edge of the table. She reached down and began to unfasten his belt and his pants. She let them slide down along with his shorts.
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