She said that she will cook the in an hour till then I can watch some tv. She was really a good woman.
She went to the medium sized red fridge she had and took out some instant batter and went inside the kitchen. After 7 minutes. I went inside her kitchen. She was surprised to see me in there. She said what happened. I replied that I was thirsty(to fuck her).
She was cutting the brinjals.
I was thinking of asking to help her. She herself asked me to help her cutting the veggies. I felt horny and hard. I went behind her and connected my dick to her asshole and my hands between her hands and her body. And with one hand I held the brinjal and with the other I held the knife. I was experienced in professionally cutting just the brinjal.
I knew she was impressed. I said that she was very beautiful. She said say that to her loser husband.
She said, “I haven’t had the attention I should have had even after marriage”.
I said he don’t know what he is wasting.
She smiled. I went out
She called me after she had cooked. I went to the dining table. She had served the idlys with sambar it was really tempting smell. I sat to eat she said that she was feeling bored and had recently looked up a game which gave lot of interaction.
In that we have to feed each other. She was feeding. She and I was feeding her. The sambar and idly was good. She was sitting on me for making it easier to feed each other. I felt love more than lust.
We were enjoying.
She was washing the utensils in the kitchen. I slowly crept behind her and kissed her neck. I had said to my parents that I had to go for a sleep over. She quickly removed her washing gloves and washed her hands and turned off the tap and came into my arms. I carried her to bed.
I kept kissing all over her.
her lips were so full of nectar, that I didn’t want the scene to finish. I felt her moving boobs pressing on my chest
I moved my other hand to her ass and was rubbing all over her.
She suddenly stopped and kept her forehead on my forehead without moving. I understood that she was calculating the results of her actions. I waited for her to finish thinking.
She smiled happily when she finished. She kissed me lovingly.
You all know how it feels to seduce a Muslim woman. It simply feels soo good.
I inhaleda strange fragrance . I soon realized it was my dream woman’s dripping panty! It might have got wet while I was helping her with the brinjal in the kitchen, and touching her back with my hands. She might have got really horny.
I put my tongue out and reached for her wet panty.
Her legs shivered. I removed her panty and put my tongue into her womanhood. Her juices tasted like honey. I kept rolling my tongue over her vagina and licking her juices.
I knew she was mine because there was no resistance from her side.
She didn’t have a single hair on her pussy and her asshole, and that was making me too horny. I pushed my tongue inside her pussy.
She moaned ouch. She got me up and starting kissing me madly.
She was surely mine. We engaged in passionate kissing after that. I pinned her to bed and caressed her boobs from over her T-Shirt while kissing her. It was a double bonus for me. Her lips were so soft and juicy to kiss and her boobs were very fluffy and spongy to press.