The Starving Housewife – 9

She started whole heartedly participating in the kiss trying to copy Deepak’s actions. Deepak sensed the change and was to continue her with her willingly participating.

Soon their tongues met and inter-wined playing like two snakes dancing while trying to get even more of each other. Deepak daringly placed his palm gently cupping and squeezing her left boob.

This sent her arousal peaking and her over the edge. She trembled crazily like a fish out of water. This also interrupted their kissing game.


She pushed him away with all the strength she had instinctively and sat up panting heavily staring at Deepak with filled eyes. At the same time of what she had done dawned on her.

Her mind was screaming loud to stop now. Finally, she listened to her mind and quickly got off the bed. She didn’t bother to look behind and rushed out of the room after turning off the lights.

Deepak on the other hand, felt on top of the world having accomplished what he had set out to do. He knew after what happened tonight, Sabitri would easily fall in his lap very soon.

He got busy reminiscing the taste of her juicy lips and the sensual kiss he just experienced with Sabitri. He lowered his pajamas and started jacking off fantasizing about Sabitri.

Here Sabitri reached her room and locked the door. She was still on cloud nine because of the wonderful kissing she just enjoyed. She was still in heat despite the orgasm she had experienced moments ago.

She quickly changed into her nighty and rushed to the . She grabbed the cucumber and got back to her locking the doors. She knew well that she needed a cock right now and the cucumber was the closest alternative.

She was not mentally prepared to go join Deepak in bed yet. The thought of Deepak’s name triggered her curiosity again. She tip toed to outside his room and tried to hear something.

His door was a little ajar so she decided to peep inside thru the gaps between the doors. She was not surprised to see Deepak stroking his cock while whispering her name.

The curtains were partially drawn so the light from outside was bright enough to see clearly in the darkness. She felt very excited seeing that Deepak’s cock was longer than Kamal’s.

This erotic sight of his big cock and masturbation made her weak in her knees. She could not stop herself from raising her nighty and slipping her hand down to her dripping wet pussy.

She clenched her nighty between her teeth because she did not want to let out the slightest noise which would only mean one thing. That she was lusting for Deepak as much as he was lusting for her.

She still wanted to maintain her dignity for as long as she could. She did not want to come across as a cheap woman who would open her to anyone so easily.

Deepak did not last too long and covered his cock just in time with his pajamas. He wriggled and buckled his bottom and gasped for a while before he lay still after what seemed like a very thrilling climax.

Sabitri quietly sneaked back to her room locking herself inside. She lay on the bed pushing the cucumber as deep as it could go in her pussy. While she stroked the cucumber furiously, the scene she had just witnessed and the kissing session before that replayed in her mind.

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