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Jitu looked sideways and saw Kamal staring at them totally aghast after what Sabitri said… He asked “Baby… do you want me to always fuck you like this with Kamal watching”? Sabitri almost screamed “AAHH UUUHH YESSS…Yesss darlingggg…The look on his face while you are fucking me…fucking his wife…is totally priceless…”.
Jitu grinned at Kamal while he continued fucking Sabitri…but only harder now… Sabitri’s moans also grew louder in sync with his thrusts… Jitu kept switching between sucking her nipples and kneading her big melons and kissing her…
After a while Sabitri’s moans grew louder and she began pushing her hips upwards in wild frenzy… At the same time, Kamal let out an audible squeal while wriggling uncontrollably in the chair. He had cum again making the already visible wet patch in his boxers much bigger now.
Sabitri screamed “Ooohhhhhh… fffuckkk…. yesss… I’mmmm cummminnnggg… Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh…”. This time Jitu did not stop but instead switched to fucking her bull style… hard and full speed… He looked at Kamal who was panting heavily with dropped shoulders…
Jitu tauntingly said “came again so soon asshole… See I am only getting warmed up… fucking your wife…”. Jitu’s words only multiplied the humiliation Kamal was feeling. Finally, unable to bear this anymore, Kamal blurted out “enough… enough of this shittt… I…I can’t take this anymore…”.
Jitu grinned and then raised his voice saying “Just shut up and sit there asshole. You disturb us one more time and I swear I will put you in a wheelchair…”. Kamal pleaded “I swear I will not complain or talk about this to anyone…do whatever you both feel like… I beg you please untie me and let me go…”.
This time Sabitri shouted “you are not going anywhere you bastard… Are you telling me that you are unable to digest watching a REAL man fucking your wife…”. Kamal bent his head down in shame. She continued “Jitu is fucking me in the way you were never capable off??? And will never ever be… So just sit there without disturbing us while you have the chance”.
Kamal shuddered hearing her shout like this because Sabitri had never spoken to him before in this tone. He tried to say something but she interrupted him saying “wait I am not done yet…”. Kamal only put his head down in shame.
Sabitri continued “you sit right there and recount the number of times you have humiliated me just to satisfy your bloody inflated ego… especially in front of outsiders and even guests…”. She whispered something in Jitu’s ear and Jitu laughed out loud while looking at Kamal.
He got off Sabitri and went back between her legs slurping on her pussy again… After a few minutes, Sabitri got off the bed and stood bent over with her legs open. She placed her hands on the armrests of the same chair to which Kamal was tied to.
She seductively swayed her voluptuous butt at Jitu while looking at a red faced Kamal in the eye. Jitu stood behind her and lined up his cock against her dripping wet pussy. He grabbed her fleshy waist and gave one hard push sending his cock deep inside her pussy to the hilt.