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The room was so much charged with sex at that moment, the silence from me, was taken to be a roaring approval. In this brief conflict, the needs overtook the reason and I continued to clean the blade while was enjoying the feeling of his hand on my thigh.His hand was soft but firm and was creeping up inch by inch. The little murky light showing up in the sky from what's left of the day added to the romantic effect of the whole setting. It was raining heavily and was quite dark at half past 5 in the evening.Two more days were to go before my husband returned. I asked him what he was doing, trying to sell stuff in the mad rain.He had gone on a business trip for a week and 5days had already passed. I picked up the fallen broom from the floor and was walking back to the place the door bell rang. He said that he lived 3 stations away and was done for the day.
I stopped cleaning the hall for a moment, walked over to the window and gazed out.
He inserted his finger inside my now totally moist pussy and it went in completely. I gripped his hair very tight and released myself as I jolted.
He rocked it in and out slowly while applying pressure on my clit using his thumb. He took his finger out and bunched the saree and petticoat and pushed it over my hip and calmly admired my pussy in the light for a few seconds. He drew his face eagerly, closer to my mound and planted a deep kiss on it. He grabbed my breast while his tongue went for my pussy. I was shouting sounds that I had made never before... With my eyes shut and all other senses wide open... The climax was building up by the second in me and sensing this from the more urgent gasps and sounds I make he continued the pattern and increased the pace. Schluk...cluck “He was rubbing over my clit with his nose while his tongue was deep inside. I felt that my juices were flowing out endless, and after what seemed like a lifetime I went limp and stood panting for breath. His fingers traveled along the contour of my body stopping for a good amount of time at all the crucial spots. I was wondering how come I failed to notice such a huge hard on hidden behind those pants all the while.
It now reached the base of my petticoat resting squarely at my creamy white thigh.
His index finger started drawing some weird circles on my thigh with some pressure, while his face was innocently looking at the fan.