Sabitri seductively said “let’s make some more memorable moments now Dada darling”. He pulled her face closer and kissed her lips. He said “Baby I thought all this only happened in the movies. Thanks for giving me a chance to experience this…”.
She replied “I too thought the same Dada darling so I wanted to try it out with you and see how it really feels like…”. By now his cock was standing rock hard like a flag pole with Sabitri still stroking it. Dada smiled mischievously at her pointing to his cock with his eyes.
She understood and got between his legs and licked the length of his shaft. Dada whispered “turn around Baby, I too want to eat your tasty pussy now”. Sabitri turned around getting into 69 with her pussy right on top of Dada’s face.
She began deep throating his big hard cock and Dada too began tounging her clit. He pushed his tongue deep inside her pussy tongue fucking her making Sabitri squirm and moan Aaaahhhhhh… Kamal had sneaked up the staircase just enough so he could see them both.
This time, the sight in front of him felt more arousing than when he fucked Pallavi earlier. He didn’t know why but he surely had a rock hard erection watching all this. His mind was clouded by a mix of anger, guilt, humiliation and uncontrolled arousal watching his wife willingly enjoying sex with another man… for the second time in one day…
Kamal was fully focused on Sabitri who was bobbing her head up and down on Dada’s cock. Dada’s surely seemed much bigger…almost double the size compared to his own cock. Almost as big as Jitu’s… The ease with which Sabitri was deep throating Dada’s cock now and Jitu’s in the morning didn’t feel like she had learnt to do that overnight.
There was surely more to this which he didn’t know. Kamal resigned to not questioning her because he himself had been having his sexcapades with other women since many years now. Sabitri’s orgasm was nearing the peak because Dada’s tongue in her pussy was driving her nuts with pleasures.
This made her involuntarily grind her pussy harder against his face. Dada tapped her to stop now. She was a little disappointed because just a few more seconds would have helped her orgasm. She turned around and lowered herself on Dada’s big hard cock.
Just the feeling of his cock entering her dripping wet pussy was enough to trigger her most awaited orgasm. She collapsed like a heap on Dada with her body shaking like she was struck by high voltage till her orgasm passed. Dada too held her in a warm hug till her body stopped wriggling.
He held her and rolled over getting on top and gave her another long lip kiss. Dada went down between her legs and began slurping on the generous amount of juices gushing out of her pussy. He whispered “Aaahhhh Baby… I can never have enough of your tasty nectar… my darling wife’s tasty nectar”.
Dada’s last words stung Kamal painfully hard because he had just called Sabitri his wife!!! Despite all this, Kamal’s erect cock was hurting in his pants so he undid his fly to free it. The moment his cock sprang free, Kamal shot his cum all over the steps in front of him…