“You want Kaderbhai to fuck you? You were thinking about him?
“Yeees. I can’t help it.” Koel gasped and he realized that she was telling the truth. “I‘m sorry. I want his cock in me. I know he wants me too and it drives me crazy. Please help me.”
Nispal knew his wife meant to help her by fucking her with his partner. But maybe she was asking for something more, too as he asked, “I think he wants to fuck you, too. If you want to let him fuck you I surely will help you to do it. Do you want to do it?”
Koel was then bucking and shaking under her husband so hard that his cock was jiggling her clitoris every time she moved her hips. He was afraid that she’d cum and he’d lose the hold he had over her.
So he pulled back all the way and positioned the tip of his cock right at the opening of her pussy. He then tried to match her strokes to keep it out….. pulling back every time she thrust upward so that she couldn’t encunt herself. He held her wrists over her head so that she couldn’t reach down and do it herself.
“I know you’ve special relationships with some producers and directors for your filmy career before our marriage….. so what’s wrong to renew it again. You know it surely would boost up our career in film-industry…… make our new “Koel Film Production” popular. So I badly want you to fuck our Bangladeshi partner….. it’s great that you get this hot for it. Will you?” Nispal explained his planning elaborately.
“If you want me to….you’re my husband and I’ll always follow your advice….. support you in your every activity.” Koel now said it so easily. She seemed to have accepted that her secret relationship with some producers was also out. And now her desire was so much that she was past caring about the consequences.
“I do want you to let him fuck you. You’ll do it, won’t you?” Nispal asked.
“Yes, I’ll do it.” She was calmer, sensing her relief would soon come, her body shivered involuntarily again, and her hips bucked signaling her still unmet need for a cock inside her.
“When?”
“Whenever you want me to,” she whispered…. gasping now heavily. She then increased her grinding in expectation….. waiting for the searing fire in her cunt to be quenched.
And with that her Punjabi husband put the crown of his mighty rod at her sopping gate. He gave her the whole shaft of his cock in one stroke…. slamming it all the way to the bottom of her cunt….. splitting the silken lips of her sex open and plunging into her gaping female maw.
Koel pushed up her grinding hips further to take his thrusting with a tremulous moan as her desperate desire mixed up with thankful relief. Her husband pounded in and out of her cunt as hard as he ever had, and she too reciprocated his pumping fully.
She slammed her cunt upward to meet each of her husband’s downward stroke…. splaying her legs open to give him maximum penetration. Her soft, undulating whimpering clearly indicated him all he needed to know about her heightened state of arousal. He could feel the sticky wetness that sucked at his cock on each gliding thrust with her accelerated lust.
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