Hi all, it’s Tamil again for part 4, jumping straight into the continuation. Revs got down from the car and bid farewell with a big grin, saying to enjoy. She waved to us and went away. Then Kalpana turned towards me with a knowing smile and asked, “Can you continue after this?” I smiled and showed her my still-hard cock.
Kalpana, with a look of surprise, started the car again, speeding towards her house. We stopped the car, went in, and she closed the door, coming directly to me for a fierce lip-lock. It was indeed an intense kiss; she jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my hips. We were kissing and moving uncontrollably until we hit the sofa in the hall and continued kissing.
Then she broke the kiss and asked me, “How do you want to see me tonight?” I replied, “In a saree, not just any saree—a see-through lightweight one.” She went into her bedroom, and after 15 hard minutes, she came out wearing a red blouse and a see-through black saree that showed off her white skin very seductively. She came over with a London scotch whiskey, sat at the dining table, and signaled me to come closer.
I approached the table in an awestruck moment as she poured a drink for both of us. We gulped it down while toasting and then poured another round, which we also gulped. We both were feeling high. She stared into my eyes with a lovely expression, and as I leaned forward, our lips met in a fiery moment. I was taking it slow, but she was speeding up. I broke the kiss and asked her to calm down, but she was not in the mood.
She took my hand, lifted her leg along with her saree, and placed my hand right at her pussy, which was dripping wet like a tap. She asked me if there was any reason for me to go slow. I shook my head negatively, and she held me by my collar, dragging me to her couch. She removed my pants and boxer shorts, knelt before me, and began to pleasure me. God, she was a pro at this, swirling her tongue over my cock head and taking my entire length until it hit her throat, causing her to choke a bit.
Kalpana was as uncontrollable as I was, and she knew exactly when to stop and start. She stopped blowing me, lifted her saree above me, and sat directly on my throbbing cock. Then she said, “I know you are on the verge of exploding, but I don’t care until you are ready for the next round because you both tempted me to the core in the car. I want it inside me now.” Saying this, she guided my cock to her pussy, which was very, very wet. I pushed in, with my cock head slipping inside, and she covered her mouth with her hands, looking shocked.
She was breathing heavily now. I slowly removed her pallu and began to press her mid-sized breasts over her blouse—such an erotic scene to my eyes. She slowly started to lower herself onto my cock, and for every inch that went in, she was giving unbelievable reactions. Finally, she said, “I didn’t believe when Revs said it, but you are huge. Tonight I am going to get ripped, and I am enjoying it.” Upon hearing this, I gave a thrust upward, and half of my cock went in. She screamed, fell onto my chest, and started to grind on my cock slowly.