With a loud groan, suddenly she pushed the long vegetable deep in her pregnant cunt. Her cunt-muscles started convulsing and clamped the buried nine inch of the brinjal tightly….. keeping the only four inches green calyx out from her stuffed pussy and finally collapsed in sexual bliss. She let her orgasm continue and enjoyed the aftermath.
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Sreelekha and Moloy had been married twenty-three years and as far as he was concerned, she was an absolutely perfect Bengalee house-wife and loving mother. She had always been a stunner from the day he first saw her in a film-party.
In her teenage years, her figure attracted everyone’s attention. She may not have had the slim body of most of her contemporary Bengalee heroines but neither was she overweight. Yes, she just had all the right curves in all the right places, not least her boobs which had developed into a C-cup by her early twenties.
Sreelekha and her husband were made for each other, from the moment they first dated they were a perfect match. And the happy Mitra couple’s life proceeded smoothly although his future wasn’t financially secured. It was due to the huze expenses he had to incur for his father’s prolonged treatment. However he had earned a considerable reputation in the financial world.
And knowing all those, Sreelekha had no hesitation in accepting his proposal of marriage. By the time they were married, Moloy was of a mind that she was just perfect, a loving beloved wife, stunning to look at and the hottest woman he could possibly hope for. She was always ready for sex…. an expert at cock sucking, just as he had become expert at using his mouth on her.
She loved wearing revealing clothes…. specially in film-party….. just to entice the film-producers for the smooth progress of her film career and he enjoyed the look on their jealous faces when they’d checked at her curvaceous body. He had always thought his wife was very much pretty and sexy.
But he did find her now much more desirable than he normally did. He knew it was due to her pregnancy which created a new look and charm on her overall appearance. He thanked Selim silently for this….. cause she was now carrying their Muslim servant’s unborn child in her growing belly.
“You’re getting sexier day by day, sweetheart. I love how your belly is growing….. and growing with our stud servant’s baby inside. I’m sure it’s a baby-boy….. and for this we should be grateful to him,” Moloy said as he helped his naked pregnant wife sit comfortably on the couch in front of him.
“Yes dear, you know I’ve a long-held desire for a stud son like Selim and we have been trying for that since Oishi was five years old. Finally it seems we’re going to achieve that with Selim’s favor.”Sreelekha said happily. “But dear, from that great eventful day, I often felt myself guilty for cheating on you.”
“It’s Okay dear. As a husband I’ve failed to fulfill your dream. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you the son you hoped for so long and I think it’s your right to achieve that goal anyhow.” Moloy assured his loving wife….. patting on her back.