A bittersweet thrill surged through Natasha. ‘Do you want to know what’s softer?’ she whispered back, her voice trembling with longing.
With practiced ease, she unzipped her shorts and slid them down, revealing her succulent curves. Then, with a seductive arch, she pushed her buttocks onto his rigid phallus, her soft, jiggling buttocks enveloping it like warm velvet.
Mahesh groaned in ecstasy as he rubbed his cock between her plump cheeks, each thrust a symphony of pleasure. Natasha’s body swayed with an abandon she had never experienced before.
Forbidden desires had come to a head, and in the dim confines of Mahesh’s shop, two souls lost themselves in a whirlwind of passion.
He hugged her from behind, holding her stomach and pulling her closer. Natasha inhales sharply as she feels his breath on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Slowly, Mahesh slides his hands upwards, and as soon as they touch Natasha’s underboobs, she feels a jolt of electricity run through her body. Her breasts have always been her biggest weakness and Maheshs touch drove her wild. He cups them with his rough hands, kneading them hard, making them red.
Natasha is soon overcome with desire, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She can feel herself inching towards orgasm, and she grinds her hips against Mahesh’s, urging him on.
But Mahesh is already lost in the moment, his own pleasure building up inside him. With a groan, he starts to cum, covering Natasha’s entire lower back with his warm, sticky fluid.
The feeling of Mahesh’s release sends Natasha over the edge, and she comes hard, her body trembling with pleasure. The tightening grip of Mahesh’s hands on her breasts, his nails digging into her skin, only adds to the intensity of her orgasm.
As they bask in the afterglow of their passion, savoring the moment and the intimacy that they have created. Mahesh hears a car coming. Mahesh, still bottom less, instructs naked Natasha to conceal herself beneath the counter.
As the customer inquires about particular items from his car, Mahesh’s hairy manhood dangles precariously close to Natasha’s face. The potent urine aroma arouses Natasha’s longing to savor it, and she instinctively wraps her velvety lips around his shaft, gradually taking him into her mouth. Mahesh seemed to enjoy the unexpected attention, making no move to stop her.
The pressure of holding his pee from before, the heavy rain, combined with his recent orgasm and Natasha’s enticing blowjob, causes him to lose control as he releases a steady stream of pee into Natasha’s mouth. Although she’s surprised, she continues to savor and swallow every drop with expertise, as if she were parched for it. Her skill was understandable as she had done this before with other men. With each swallow, she felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins. Every cell in her body seemed to be coming alive with pleasure.
Mahesh was barely able conceal his satisfaction. Once the customer drove away, Mahesh was finally able enjoy the pleasure of Natasha’s skilled technique. Within minutes of groaning, he ejaculated, and Natasha consumed every last drop, milking him dry with her mouth.