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I was busy chopping vegetables for lunch and then my servant Kuna told me that cellphone is ringing. I asked him to cut rest of the vegetables. He said he was washing clothes. You use washing machine not your hands. He always wanted to do the easy works and left the difficult work for me.

My other servant Manoj used to outdoor works and was not at home. I live with my husband in Delhi. His parents stay on ground floor and we live on the first floor. The servants lived together in a room near our garage. We had no driver.

I picked up the phone which was an unknown number and there was a male voice, I love you janemaan, you have a ice pair of breasts. I will suck your breasts dry today. The voice was familiar and I cut the call. I took bath and while changing my dress was not able to find my blouse and brassieres.

I opened my wall almirah and picked a different pair. felt a bit embarrassed to ask Kuna but he was the only person in the house. I asked him directly. I kept them on my bed where did they go. He said I washed them.

But they were already clean. He replied I wanted to see you without your blouse and bra again. Again? You saw me before!, I cried. Yes, If I climb the roof of our garage, your window facing the north has a large crack. You didn’t notice due to curtains.

When I remove the curtains to clean, We climb there and watched you many times naked . The view was never clear. I want to watch you naked .

We, who else, Manoj also?. Yes he is the one who called you. Manoj doesn’t have a phone. It’s your husband’s phone, we stole it and changed the SIM.

I want your breasts madam. I told him, let my husband come back, I will tell him everything. Your job is over. Leave our house today. He was 19 years old from a village. He removed his shirt and pant. His organ was hard and long. He massaged his dick and asked me . do you like it. I didn’t move.

He came closer and grabbed my breasts. I moved back in shame. He came again and opened my blouse button. His cold hands then moved inside my bra. I felt his rough fingers over my breasts.

I had no strength left to push his hands. I tried but the sensation made me weak. He found my nipples and pressed them. I went to my bedroom and looked myself at the large mirror. He stood behind me rubbing my back. Gradually my saree and blouse was removed.

I was only in Brassiere and panty. He asked me should I stop madam. Then pulled my panty down and licked my cunt with his tongue. I made him stand and gave myself to him. I am all yours, make me pregnant.

I removed my bra and Kuna kissed my breasts. He sucked my nipples slowly. My baby, fuck me now. And then I can’t describe what he did to me for next twenty minutes. After filling my vagina with his semen he went back. Manoj didn’t know anything.

I was feeling for him. I can’t treat him bad. But how? Kuna wanted to keep me for himself and not share with Manoj.

I waited for 5 days when we were alone and told Manoj that I was having full time sex with Kuna. Kuna denied and said I respect madam, she is like my elder sister. I slapped Kuna, Sister? This is what you do to me and I will do it with Manoj and invited Manoj to my room.

I became topless and lied on my bed. Manoj was so happy . He kissed me hard which showed he loves me more than Kuna. He hugged me and cried.

After two minutes he started to fondle my boobs. He pressed my breasts and sucked my nipples. He kissed my lips again. I had no milk inside my breasts. Kuna was watching us naked with anger. My two lovers. Then he completed his love by doing what every man do in sex.

Afterwards we did threesome when we got chance. I went to the roof in the cold night. Time was 2 pm and everybody was asleep. They brought two mattress and two pillows.

We closed the door. And I started. The only way to feel warm in this cold night is to have hardcore sex. I did some sexy dance moves to excite them, cupping my breasts and raising my saree to show my buttocks. They jumped on me and I found myself pressed between them. They tore off my night dress . I liked the warmth of their naked body.

They fondled my boobs and kissed them together. They kissed my whole body. They rubbed their hands on my boobs hard. Today they were doing it hard. They pressed my breasts harder and sucked my nipples hard. I was unable to stand.

They held me and continued to suck my nipples. My nipples were already erected and so much sucking made them swollen. Their mark love bites on my breasts. I lied on the ground and they took their turn o suck my boobs. Kuna pushed his dick inside my pussy and started to fuck me.

He was pulling my nipples and fucking me. He grabbed my breasts hard and fucked me. I could feel his dick going inside my vagina.

Then he made my lie on my hands to do doggy style. He cupped my breasts my behind fucked my butt hole. Manoj came below me sucking my boobs. Kuna took his dick out without finishing. Manoj played with my breasts and I fucked him. I liked him so I fucked him. My breasts were shaking as I moved my waists to fuck Manoj.

Manoj held my breasts and Kuna came behind me to fuck my butt hole. I was fucking Manoj with his dick inside my pussy while Kuna’s dick was in my butt hole.

I gave all my strength to complete my task. Manoj was pressing my breasts from below and Kuna was pressing my breasts from behind keeping his fingers on the central part of my breasts. I couldn’t control and screamed “Aann nnnnn nnnnh, aaaaa aaa aaann nnn nnnnnnn hhhhh”. After five minutes they emptied their semen inside my pussy and asshole.

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