He too said “no my love”. I held his big missile stroking it with my hand. I sensuously said “if we both are not tired then why are we wasting time? My fires are still raging darling. Please douse them with your big missile”.
Listening to me, Putta did not need any more motivation, he got on top and began pumping both my holes alternately with his big missile. I too was still wet and full of his juices from our previous sessions which was working as the lubricant.
It seems like the dam of his thunder storms had given way, Putta was pumping me with full force and at full speed shaking my body like a giant rocking machine.
The sounds of our bodies clapping together were so loud that everyone in the adjoining rooms would have easily woken up to them. The icing on the cake was that my orgasms were more intense and kept coming as if they were programmed to do so by Putta’s big missile.
My young stallion started slowing down finally after god knows how long, for sure he was tired and had drained me too of my energies. When we finally rested in each other’s arms we were doused in sweat like we were under the running shower.
Despite our state of tiredness, we still managed to kiss passionately before slipping into sleep. We were both woken up by my cell phone ringing. It was my Ex, I saw the time was 7pm.
I wondered why he would need to call me now. So I answered his call on speaker”.
Ex – How was your day Sarita?
Me – full of excitement and very tiring
Ex – have you eaten something?
Me – yes I have been having lots of protein rich food
Ex – Is there anything I can do for you?
Me – Yes, you can stop bothering me with your lame conversation
Ex – Sarita, don’t you think you are making a big fuss out of nothing?
Me – don’t blame me or make me open my mouth or I promise you will regret it.
Ex – Is there anything I can do to fix things between us?
Me – you can only fix things which are broken, not fully destroyed!
Ex – aren’t you being too harsh towards me?
Me – really? Who started it first? Haven’t you been harsh to me all these years?
I hung up because this was leading to nowhere and a total waste of my honeymoon time. Putta was already massaging my tits and sucking my puffed nipples trying to improve my mood.
Before Putta happened to me, my nipples stood barely a quarter of an inch tall when erect, now with his overdose of daily love making and hard sucking they had grown to nearly an inch tall with the thickness of a big grape.
The best of my bras could not hide my nipples from showing if I got aroused. I was not sure if this was going to be a problem or an advantage. My pussy now remained in a constant state of wetness anticipating entry by Putta’s big missile.
Putta had also exercised my thighs and butt muscles so much that they had lost all the excess fat due to his insane pounding during love making every day. Well my daily yoga also added a bit to it.
My thighs were now well toned and tight. My butt was no more a jiggly piece of flesh but instead it was now taut and firm like that of an athlete. My body now went from a 38C-34-40 to 38D-34-41.
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