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He looked at Sabitri and said “you prepare dinner and also pack something good for the journey for Mr. Deepak. I will be back very soon”. Sabitri nodded yes and saw him out of the door.
She locked the door and stared at Deepak looking him lustily in the eyes. She took his hand pulling him to his bedroom wanting to finish what he had started.
Once inside, they locked in a fiery kiss making slurping sounds while reigniting the burning passion they could not enjoy earlier. After the kiss Deepak said “I am really sorry about what happened earlier Sabitri darling. I had no intention to hurt you that way”.
Sabitri melted hearing his words because he sounded honest and genuine. She said “apology accepted Deepak. But had you told me and prepared me before doing it then things would have surely been very different”.
Deepak said “I am telling you that I am really sorry darling. I was horny as hell seeing your sexy naked body. So I couldn’t control myself”. Sabitri just looked at him without saying anything.
Deepak asked “Does Kamal have sex with you ever”? Sabitri shyly nodded yes. He said “I don’t believe it because if he ever fucked you then you wouldn’t have been so tight down there”.
Sabitri whispered “please understand Deepak, you are very big, much bigger than Kamal. Kamal is nowhere close to you in size”. Deepak laughed at this feeling very proud about himself.
Sabitri seductively replied “Deepak how about finishing what we started in the kitchen”? Deepak’s eyes lit up but only for a second. He said “I don’t think so because the time is less and the risks are very high”.
Sabitri teasingly said “well time and risk didn’t matter when you took me in the kitchen. Then why now when we are completely alone”? Deepak knew what she meant, so decided to go for it because she was so willing.
He reached out to pull her saree out of her petticoat but she held his hand and stopped him. She said “Deepak don’t do that. My son Sushil is expected back anytime”.
Deepak understood what she meant, wearing a saree again would take a while. Either ways he was more than happy to fuck this starving housewife with or without her clothes.
He laid her on the bed on her chest. He raised her saree and petticoat to her waist and spread her legs. He got in between bringing his mouth to her butt. Sabitri said “we don’t have time for this Deepak. Just do it”.
He spat a lot of saliva on her butt hole and lubricated it well with his fingers. Then he positioned his big hard cock her her rear and slowly pushed. He entered inside all the way very smoothly.
He laid on Sabitri and asked “are you okay Sabitri? Is it hurting”? She replied “I am fine dear, your cock feels wonderful. Now do it quickly”. Deepak started pumping her slowly when Sabitri said “go harder Deepak like you fucked me earlier in the kitchen”.
Deepak went wild pounding her bountiful ass making clapping sounds on every stroke. Sabitri was back on cloud nine thoroughly enjoying herself and moaning without a care of the world.