My Indian Slut Wife: Indian wife has sex with boss to save husband from trouble

“Because you have been such a very good hostess, Vidya, and asked so nicely,” Gaurav sneered, “You will now see what a real cock feels like for the very first time.”

Gaurav raised his body and slowly started to enter her.

“Ooomph!” My wife exclaimed as inch by inch Gaurav pushed into her. He rocked his body slightly, and giving her ample vaginal stimulation, and it caused her to moan softly and turn her head sideways. Finally, he pressed deep into her, and Vidya gasped as her cunt was being stretched out fully. She closed her eyes and her mouth opened as she groaned with pleasure.

I could see that my boss was a good lover, who knew exactly how to pleasure a woman with sex. Vidya sweated, moaned, screamed, and clawed him as she flowed from the peak of one orgasm to another.

“Oh God! Oh God!” Vidya was now screaming and grunting loudly in tune with his pounding. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh Sir! Fuck me!”

I felt my balls tighten and my own cum began to shoot as I watched the couple before me. I watched his prick as he pushed it into my wife, stretching her, filling her up, as he entered her. Then he started to fuck her faster and faster. I could hear his balls slapping hard against my wife’s thighs as he pounded her. It was truly stunning watching my wife enjoy being powerfully fucked by my boss. He thrust into her forcefully like a man possessed, trying to split her with his massive cock, while I watched and masturbated. I could see his cock buried fully inside her and his big heavy balls resting on her legs, the juices flowing out of her pussy and down her thighs. I could hear her gasping and begging him to push into her harder.

Gaurav’s body stiffened and he thrust himself as deep as he could into Vidya.

“Vidya, I am going to cum.”

“SIR!” Vidya tried to stop him. “Not in my pussy! Please!”

Gaurav paid her no heed. He ignored her wails as he continued to fuck her. My wife too seemed to go into a daze as he moved his penis, in-an-out, in-and-out, of her pussy. Suddenly his face contorted as he started to ejaculate. I knew he was depositing another load in places much deeper than I ever had.

He remained inside my wife for almost five minutes, as his body continued to throb and deposit his cum into her. They caressed and kissed before he finally rolled off her. I saw their combined juices, thick and white, on the shaft of my boss’s cock as pulled out. I looked at my freshly fucked wife covered in sweat and love bites on her neck, my boss’s semen oozing out of her vagina, the room reeking with the aroma of sweat and sex.

“Gauravji, you must go now.” Vidya suddenly sat up in bed. “My husband can return any minute.”

“But Vidya,” Gaurav was beyond caring. “I still have to fuck you in the ass.”

“Sir, not now.” Vidya stood up, a look of panic in her voice. She certainly knew how to act! “Please, Gauravji, you must leave now. I need to clean up this room, and the room downstairs, and take a shower before my husband returns.”

“No, I want your ass, Vidya.”

“Sir, please, can you come tomorrow? My husband will be at work, and you can … fuck my ass.”

Please wait…

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