Wild & savage fucking of milky fair Amulya

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I rubbed my face from one part of her ass to the other side, feeling Amulya’s busty ass over the saree. It felt like a cushiony pillow. Along with rubbing, I pinched, squeezed, and massaged her ass.

I spanked her ass cheeks repeatedly. “Baare Amulya,” (Come Amulya), I told her to follow me as I walked towards the conference room. In the corridor, she tried to open and get rid of her saree. I stopped her, saying, “Only I will open it.”

I pulled the saree away from her milky body. My mouth fell open, seeing Amulya walk in just a petticoat and blouse. Her saree was jumbled up and thrown away in the corridor. I removed my belt and undid my pants and shirt.

Inside the conference room, Amulya stood with her hands closed around her boobs. It’s a treat to any man to watch creamy fleshy Amulya in a black blouse and petticoat. I slowly circled the goddess. I was watching her hips, protruding thick ass, huge boobs locked inside her blouse.

“Yene Amulya hing iddiya. Ninna nodtha ne irbeku ansthide kane. Ahh, Ammu,” (Your looks are maddening. I want to keep looking at you.)

My eyes enjoyed every hump of her body. I was mad at her ass. The height of the conference was perfect. I bent Amulya over a higher table. I dug my face again. This time, I could feel the flesh clearly with the saree away. I rubbed my face squeezing her ass cheeks.

I couldn’t control the temptation any longer. I pulled the knot of her petticoat and undid her petticoat slowly away from her soft, shiny thighs. With threaded red thong hiding just her pussy, her soft ass cheeks were in full display. Seeing them, I had to pull away my underwear to release the hard horny cock outside.

I grabbed the ass cheeks and hungrily sucked each slowly with lounder pleasured moans of Amulya. I massaged one ass cheek while my lips ate her other ass cheek. I pushed her body on the conference table until her ass crack was at the end of the table.

I spread her legs wider. She lifted her hips. I placed my thumb on her pussy lips over the red panty. I rubbed the soft pussy lips slowly with my thumb, with my tongue licking the inner sides of the ass cheeks.

“Hey, Chii Madhan. Ahh,” Amulya continued to moan. I pulled the string in such a way that the thong tightened its grip on her pussy. With panty tightly squeezed onto her pussy, I increased the speed of rubbing her pussy. I teased by biting her cake-like ass cheeks.

I pressed my nose and lips on her drenched panty over the pussy and placed a kiss. I could smell her oozing juices.

I slowly pulled her drenched panty out of her legs. I spread her ass cheeks wide apart. Oh man, the cake-like flared open dark pussy lips were inviting me to eat them. I held both of her ass cheeks firmly with both my hands. I positioned my mouth onto her yummy pussy.

I waited and waited with no activity. “Hey, eat me eat my pussy, Madhan, please. Hey Madhan, what are you doing?” she was all words. I waited, listening to her pleas.

I press my lips onto her pussy, “Ah, Madhan. Loved it, kano.” I lock my lips and suck away the juices off her sweet pussy. I sucked her pussy in a long breathless one. I continued sucking with my lips and tongue all over her juicy honey pussy.

Amulya moaned, saying, “Hey, you are sucking at the right place. Ya, don’t stop, Manju.” (Manju was her boss’s name). I told, “Bitch you want Manju, your boss. What’s your husband’s name? Why don’t you repeat your husband’s name.”

She continued, “Madhan. please don’t stop.” After a long time, she yelled, “Yaa, don’t stop.” I stopped against her wishes just before she relieved her orgasm. She yells, “Why did you stop?”

I allowed her to take a breath and spanked her shaky ass again. My cock was madder, thicker, and longer. I massaged her drenched pussy with the thick of my fingers, rubbing them faster. “Fuck me. Yes, Fuck me, Madhan.”

I spanked again, but this time much harder, with her white ass turning red with the impression of my fingers, “Ouch. Ahh, Madhan.” I positioned my thick dick head and rubbed them on her pussy, teasing her.

I massaged her ass cheek with my hand and continued rubbing her pussy with the dick head. She yells, “Idiot. Fuck maado nanna. Innu yaake wait maadthiddiya? Keiyooo nanna. Ninna Amulya na Keiyooo Madhan.” (Idiot. Fuck me. What are you waiting for? Fuck your Amulya)

I push my thick rod slowly into her juicy warm pussy, “Ah, Madhan.” My rod could feel her juice as it travelled deep into her. I could feel myself inside Amulya. “Ahh,” she was all shouts and moans. I banged her with my cock hitting her pussy and into the pussy.

After a few strokes, “You wanted me to bang you harder, right.” I yanked her hair into one fist, pulling it harder. I banged her crazily with her head lifted by the force of her hair, “Yes. I am cumming,” she yelled, drenching my cock with all her juices.

I released her hair and grabbed both her hands firmly behind her. I banged her like an animal, groaning with my cock hitting hard into her pussy, until I shot my load. We both were sweating badly. I lie down on the floor. Amulya turned on the AC and slept next to me as we caught our breath.

After a gap, her mehendi-colored small hands wake the sleeping cock with a magical touch. The bangles in her hands clash, emanating sounds as the tip of her fingers brushes over my dick and balls. Her magical touch woke my cock hard.

I watch her sitting near my thigh, still wearing a blouse, deeply focused on my dick as her hands continue playing. Like a pro, she circled her fingers around the shaft and stroked slowly from the root to the dick head. Her stroking reached near the dick head.

Her thumb, with a long nail, rubbed/massaged very slowly my dick head. As the cock grew thick and ready, she watched me with mischievous eyes. It feels like heaven when her juicy lips touch my dick head in a gentle kiss.

She held my cock firmly just below the dickhead. She stared right into me with her seductive eyes and yanked out her tongue. The moment the tip of her tongue grazes the dick head, ” Ah, Amulya, my slut.”

Amulya: Ah, Boss, your cock is gigantic.

Madhan: Hey Honey, Is it bigger than your ass-hole husband’s?

Saying, “Hmm,” She licked my thick, dark rod with her juicy tongue like candy.

Madhan: Take my cock into your mouth, my slutty Amulya. Hey Amulya, what a mouth.

She took my cock into her mouth big mouth and sucked it. I grab her head and force my cock to gag. She spits and says, “Don’t force too much into my mouth.”

I force my rod mouth fucking her. She then sucked my balls, running her juicy lips all over.

The conference room was clumsy. We quickly stepped out into the corridor. She desperately pushes me onto the floor of the corridor and climbs on top of me. She positions my thick cock and drives into her.

As Amulya rode me in cowgirl, I sometimes grabbed her neck, sometimes held her mountainous boobs over the blouse, and sometimes pulled her Mangalsutra. I sometimes held her soft navel. All along, she rode until she leaked her orgasm.

Her boobs were still hidden from my eyes. I slowly unhook her blouse. Uff, damn hefty massive milky tankards in red bra. I pressed her on top of me with her boobs crushed onto my face.

I madly run my face smelling her body, a womanly smell feeling the soft flesh of her boobs. I then pull the strings of the bra down from her shoulders. Massive fair boobs came to view with thick wide nipples with an erection.

I hungrily ate her boobs. She walks nude, laughing in the corridor. I chased behind her and fucked her in a standing position, pressed onto a pillar of the building. We had the wildest last session in a missionary (hitting her pussy harder and harder) before bidding goodbye.

We parted our ways with a tight hug and a memorable smooch. She did message me the next morning that she had a sound sleep in years, her pussy ached, and she wanted to explore more.

The story ends here.  Thank you, all ISS readers.

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