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Hot Indian Wife Licked by her Secret Admirer

 It was a fine morning at the restaurant. Savita and Alex were getting ready for the restaurant, but they had some time left for themselves. Savita quickly kneeled and unzipped Alex. Even before he could think, Savita had his cock in her mouth.

The way Savita was sucking him was so rough and hard. She nibbled at his head and bit his cock. She made sure that she squeezed his balls while trying to suck him dry. Alex felt like Savita needed his dick so bad that she was literally grabbing his ass and deep throating herself with his cock.

She pushed him to the floor and stripped. Quickly jumping on him, she took him in a cowgirl position. Savita was squatting on his thick hard cock, making him moan with pleasure and pain.

Savita jumped on his cock, taking it as further inside her wet pink pussy as possible. Alex turned her around and penetrated her in a missionary position. Savita locked her legs behind him, giving him more access inside her pussy.

She moaned like a slut. Savita felt him drill her like a slut. She felt her insides twist with the girth of his cock.

“Jesus, you're a ravenous fuck machine this morning!” Alex moaned as he filled her pussy with his thick hard cock.

But Savita needed more. She pushed Alex away and positioned herself in a doggy style. She wanted Alex to drill her ass. Holding her ass cheeks, he spread them wide for his thick rod to find her ass slit. With a tight push, he penetrated her. The pain made her squirm and moan.

Savita felt his asshole tear apart with every thrust. She widened her stance for Alex to destroy it. As Alex drilled in her ass, Savita played with her dripping wet pussy and clit. She was so wet that she drenched her fingers in her own juices.

Alex wanted more lubrication. He withdrew his rod from her ass and punched it in her pussy. Drilling her pussy a couple of times got his cock lubricated. Within no time, he was back in her ass. Alex moaned loudly as he filled her ass with his seeds. Savita, too, had released her juices.

Alex was surprised to find Savita sobbing after an amazing session. “Ashok's having an affair,” Savita said. But this coming from a woman who has been sleeping with every man she meets was funny.

Savita and Alex were arranging the restaurant since it was Valentine’s Day. Savita had a gloomy face, and Alex tried everything to cheer her up. Savita turned around when she was delivered a flower bouquet.

Savita thought it was from Ashok who wanted forgiveness. But she was surprised to learn that it was from a ‘secret admirer’ who had his eyes on her for many years. The attention made Savita giggle.

The admirer would reveal himself tonight at the restaurant. Savita had to get ready to receive him. She giggled again.

Later at night, Savita dressed in a sexy saree, waited for at least four hours for her admirer to show up. Savita stayed till the last customer leave. She was about to close the restaurant for the day when she heard knocks on the door.

It was Govinda. He was the secret admirer. Savita invited him inside. She recognized Govinda as the silent guy who always sat at a corner table where she was most visible.

Govinda had everything planned. His limo was waiting outside to take the couple to the 5-star hotel where Govinda was staying. He took Savita to his suite room which seemed like one of the most luxurious places Savita had ever visited.

Govinda kissed Savita’s arms as she sipped from the champagne glass. She loved the attention, especially coming from a millionaire.

“Your skin is flawless…” Govinda said, planting pecks on her arms while running his hand across her armpits.

“Wait a minute! This will sound stupid, but I swear you were at my wedding!” Savita said, holding the glass. Govinda used to be Ashok’s friend, but the difference in opinion drew them apart.

Govinda was playing with her hair when the food he ordered arrived at the door. He winked at the waiter and said he was having fun with his friend’s wife. The waiter was least bothered. But he spared a moment to make a note of Savita’s sexy structure.

Govinda continued playing with her hairs back at the bed when she leaned towards him and kissed his cheeks. Savita intentionally popped out her melons, trying to arouse him through her wide-necked blouse. Govinda looked at the steaming hot dinner they were served. But he had different stuff to eat now.

Govinda grabbed her melon and squeezed he was had already. He pulled up her skirt and kneeled between her legs. Very quickly, he peeled her panty too.

Savita leaned towards the table placed adjacent to the bed to pick up some strawberries when Govinda did his magic with his tongue.

“God...damn!” She moaned, clutching his head by the hair between her legs with both hands.

Govinda was the best pussy licker she had ever let between her legs. Savita moaned, holding his head and pushing it further between her legs. She tried spreading her legs to give him further access. Savita soon released her juices.

It was time for Savita to return the oral pleasure. She quickly stripped him off his pants and held his hard cock in her palm. He was huge. She took some white cream and wiped it on his cock head. Then licked it with her tongue. Govinda giggled.

He held her head with his hand and rammed it in her mouth. Savita was happy to take in an amazingly huge cock in her mouth. She licked his pre-cum mixed with the cream. The juicy creamy cock had mesmerized her.

Govinda pushed Savita onto the bed. He promised to give her the best night she would ever have.

“If you were my wife, I'd work your G-spot for hours every single night of our marriage,” Govinda said, touching the wet smooth pink pussy lips. She ran his finger between the lips and circles her clit. Savita moaned.

“If you were my husband, I'd insist on it!” Savita said, opening her legs wide enough for him to enter her wet pussy easily.

Govinda smiled and held his erect cock in his hands. Holding it at her wet slit, he pushed it in. With his rod, he was tracing her insides till he found her G-spot. From the expression on Savita’s face, it was evident for him that he had rubbed against her G-spot.

Govinda gently rubbed his cock inside her pussy at that same spot. Savita moaned with pleasure. Holding her waist, he pumped her faster, focusing on her spot. He made sure every thrust was stronger than the last and rubbed against her G-spot with his cock.

Savita felt like she should have married Govinda instead of Ashok. The amazing penetration she received made her moan and scream as she felt her orgasm build up inside her. Soon she let her juices out as she had never released before. 

Govinda also released his juices inside her pussy and over her G-spot. She looked at his face in contempt and smiled. They remained hugging each other with Govinda's cock still inside Savita, touching her G-spot for about an hour. Then Govinda got up..

“I know we just met, but I want you to come live with me,” he said as he dressed up, he had a flight early morning.

“Think there are any seats left on that flight?” Savita said, lying naked on the bed savoring the feeling of Govinda's cock and juices inside her pussy. 

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