With a small whimper, Parveen wavered on the stairs…… shoving her wet finger furiously into her creaming cunt and grinding the heel of her hand hard against her clit. She could sense that Rahamat’s enormous cock was about to melt right into her MIL’s sucking cunt. His fuckshaft was all slick and glistening as it glided between her MIL’s fattened cuntlips and pushed to it’s base inside her.
Suddenly, Probhaboti let out a shriek, and her body arched with an intensity that lifted them both off from the couch. “I’m cummingggggg… ! Cum in me baby, give me your jizz….. make me pregnant with your muslim seed…. Fuck me, damn you! Fuck! Fuck!”
She continued to scream….. lurching up high from the couch as if a bomb had suddenly exploded under her. And he grunted too…… his cock slammed up in her clenched pussy as she rippled and soared beneath him. That was all it took to unleash the load of cum that boiled up in his large hairy balls. Writhing atop her, he plunged his aching prickmeat home with a massive thrust and let it rip.
“Guuuhhhhhhh……..!” She sobbed as a thick blast of hot lava tore into her cunt….. flooding it with steamy pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm wrenched through her….. spiraling higher and higher as she let out a scream of pure, blissful release.
Staring with glazed eyes at the scene below her, Parveen panted for breath. Her hips undulated furiously, and her cunt smacked wetly against her hand. She noticed splatters of jism started seeping from her MIL’s fuck hole with the ferocity of Rahamat’s pumping prick. Both adults writhed and twisted, their groins mingling and bodies thrashing in the throes of climax.
Suddenly, Parveen spasmed in the hunching frenzy of her own orgasm, and her finger slammed into her pussy as far as it would go.
“Ooooohhh,” She moaned softly.
She wrenched onto her hand…. cumming almost as hard as she had on Manish Dadababu’s face earlier. Tidal waves of delight washed through her….. drenching her cunt in foamy satisfaction. She swayed dizzily on the stair steps….. climaxing in delicious burst as her MIL and Rahamat writhed in their own haze of completion.
For a moment which seemed to last forever, all three of them hovered like that….. drifting at the peak of explosion.
Then, in a slow undulating motion, Probhaboti sank back onto the couch in a sated heap and exclaimed, “Oh, God, that was the best in my life! It’s so….. soooooo…… fucking good!”
Breathing hoarsely, Rahamat slumped atop her as the last droplets of jism were greedily milked from his prick by her hot, drenched cunt that held it captive.
“Oh, yeah, it was that, all right. And more. Allah Meherban, I haven’t had it like that since my wife’s death…… hell, I don’t think I’ve ever had it like that!” Rahamat said as they laughed together, their voices husky.
Giving out a small satisfied gasp, Parveen pulled her sopping finger out from her sore cunt….. licking it clean. Her legs felt weak and limp, just as they had when she’d left her employer’s house that evening. Then smothering down her dress, she gave them a last secretive glance.
wpDiscuz