bhabhi devar

Pulling him to her, she met his lips with a hungry wet kiss.

He grazed her rock-hard nipples with the tip of his thumbs continually...

Rupa’s bangles clinked and clanked against each other as she buried her fingers into his hair, pulling his face close to hers.

My robe flew open, revealing the contour of my big bosom, every curve of it.

I slowly opened my lips, and kissed the tip.

(My brother-in-law has called me)

Her breasts concealed beneath her tight kurta, firm and shapely, he wondered how they would feel in his palm, in his mouth as his tongue...

Radhika’s ears were beginning to drum to the beat at which Pramod was playing her secretly.

Radhika covered her mouth with the back of her hand, and muffled her moan.

Thirstily, Pramod darted his tongue out first, licking her labia, making Radhika’s fists curl at the back of his head.

On the days her husband was out of town, and Pramod was around, Radhika chose not to wear her panty.

With his right hand, Pramod took the glass of water and placed it down. His left hand snaked around her hidden waist, squeezing it lightly.