“Ahhhh, baby, you’re so hot, tight and juicy! I love fucking you!” Pritam groaned, increasing his own tempo, fucking into his wife with a savage fury.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh, dear, your cock feels so good today! So good….. just like Prankrisno!” Supriyadevi whimpered, kissing and biting wildly at her husband’s neck and shoulders. “Yes! Yes! That feels sooooooo good…. now you’re my fucking-hero Prankrisno!” She babbled.
And mentioning the Odisan Cook’s name and comparing his virility with that lower-class Cook made Pritam wild as animal. He increased his thrusting suddenly and and his wife could realize that too as she tried to match his pounding by pushing her pelvis upward. And she knew she was quickly aproaching her orgasm, spurring him on to new, more powerful strokes.
Her knees drew up and her toes curled under as she raised her ass up higher off the floor. Her moistly spread cunt was bucking wildly back up against his hard-fucking cock.
“Oooooooooh, ahhhhhhh, Goddddddd…. Sona…. you’re my Kestooooooo….. Sonaaaaaa…..!” She cried out as if being tortured. “I’m almost there! Commmmmiiinnnggg……!”
With a husky, deep-throated groan, the great veteran actress climaxed beneath her husband. Waves of pleasure shot through her horny cunt, releasing a fresh flood of hot cunt-juices. It flowed from her pussy, drenched her husband’s still-fucking prick and stained the carpet below.
“Way to go, baby! Cum! Cum hard!” Pritam cried, feeling his wife orgasming around his prick.
The feel of his wife cumming on his cock while purring Prankrisno’s name was so exciting that he could hold back no longer, and began to cum. His cum burned hotly through his swollen balls and through his cock.
It started bursting through his tiny piss slit to flood far up into his wife’s hungrily milking cunt. Again and again, white spurts of scalding hot cum spurted from him while his wife continued to cum.
“Ohhhhh, my Kesto ( Prankrisno ) darling, that’s sooo hot! I can feel your hot cum burning into my pussy and I love it! Keep cumming, darling, keep on cumming!” Supriyadevi cried obscenely.
As Pritam’s cum continued to shoot into her spasming cunt, her own orgasm intensified, and she clutched her husband against her writhing, sweating body. When she thought she would cum forever, her spasms lost strength, and by the time they faded away, she felt weak, very weak.
At last, Supriyadevi finished cumming. She couldn’t believe the weakness that swept over her and the wonderful feeling she felt. Her knees splayed outward as she slowly lowered her feet to the soft carpet-floor, gasping.
Pritam was still on his knees between her legs, barely able to watch her naked ass clench and flex in the dim light.
“Ooooh! Mmmmm!” She purred over and over.
Suddenly, she felt a hot splash of something hit upon her belly which startled her and took her breath away.
That’s when she could realize that it was her husband’s urine…. who was urinating on her belly. She looked at his eyes in shock as he grinned lewdly.