“Haaku Madhan. Naanu ninge. Naanu ninnavale. Haaku Madhannn, bega haaku.” (Insert Madhan. I am yours. Insert Madhan, fast)
“Firstu, yake ignore maad de helu?” (First, tell me why did you ignore me?)
“During that time, My friend’s marriage broke because she got caught with a boy. I controlled.”
“Control ah, tago (take),” saying this, and I pushed my cock into her. My thick cock glided deeper into her warm wet pussy. “Ah, Madhan. Ninna stories yaavdhu miss madilla.” (I have never missed your stories). “Ella stories odbidthini.” (I have read every story)
I continued to pound her juicy pussy harder and harder. “Nan ganda keidaaglu sometimes neenu nenapagthiya, Madhan,” (Sometimes when my husband bangs me, I remember you, Madhan.)
This line made me horny. I was hitting her pussy with huge thrusts. Her bangles were clinking with every thrust into her pussy. “Yaa. Please don’t stop.” She lifted her thigh high enough, and my dick drenched in her orgasm. I continued to slide through her orgasm until I leaked warm juices.
We had a few more rounds, one in doggy style and one with her sitting on top of me in a flower-like position. After sex, we stayed hugging each other nude until 03 in the morning, and lastly, we bid goodbye.
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