Then I turned her around, picked her up in my lap; Amrita wrapped both legs around my waist, and I held her ass with my hands; she took one hand down, grabbed my cock, fitted it into her pussy hole, sat on the cock, and I started fucking her standing.In the rain, our sweat and her juice mixed and flowed down.She bit my shoulder, pulled my hair. I also sucked her lips, licked her tongue.The last 15-20 thrusts were so hard that she started crying, “Enough… it’s coming… ahh… Sajan ji… will you kill me…”I didn’t put her down. Holding her in my lap, soaking in the rain, I came deep inside her pussy, in her womb. All the cum inside. She also trembled and started coming with me.
Then we both stood in the rain. She hid her face in my neck and whispered,”Sajan ji… today you’ve really taken me on a tour of the heavens.”Even after these events, the month showed no sign of ending.
Every day was new, every night a new fire.And every moment, Amrita was sinking deeper into me.Friends, if you want the next part of the story, send as many emails as possible. Non-stop day-and-night fucking, the risk of getting caught, and a new twist.