Fucking pussy with tenant’s cock

Punjabi sex story of divorced sister-in-law. Her pussy was asking for my cock. He hired a tenant in the house. I started wishing that the tenant’s cock would fuck my pussy.

Friends, my name is Rani and I am 40 years old.
I got divorced 4 years ago. I am Kalli-e-Rahandi!

Read my punjabi sex story.

I had some cash from my husband’s estate to buy a house.
I live in that house now.
Despite being 40 years old, my figure is very beautiful.

I am 5.6 inches tall and my mother is thick and round, she has thick buttocks, which girls today do not have. Everyone close to me, from little boys to old men, died for me. Whenever I bring my necklaces and jewelry home from work, I have a lot of laundry to do.

The new age youth remember me and fight every night.
But I don’t even let anyone slap me because I am elite in my neighbourhood.
My house is big, two storeyed.

These days, I don’t feel like Kelly in such a big house.
I placed an advertisement in the newspaper to hire a tenant.

Within a few days, my house was rented by a family and they came to live in my house!

There are two of them, husband and wife, both of them work for me.
The husband works a 9 to 5 job, and the housewife works morning shifts for a week and evening shifts for a week.
The name of the housewife is Savita and her husband’s name is Sahil Sharma.

Sahil is tall and has a friendly personality.
In contrast, his wife was quite determined.

Sahil seemed fine to me but I never had any misconceptions about him.

But when Sahil met me for the first time he became interested in me.

He has been living there for two months.
I saw them fighting several times a day.

I know Sahil is not happy with his wife.
Often remain under stress. I also feel very lonely.

Somehow the day passed but the night did not pass because at night my fiery youth got even more furious.
I miss a man in my bed.

My ass grazed my round, heavy breasts and my pussy began to look like a fish.

I was very worried.
Then to calm herself, she would put her hands inside her salwar and rub her pussy and vagina with her hands.
Because I haven’t tasted it for four years, but I still want to try it.

Your hands do not give you the pleasure of holding a man’s hand.

One night I was cooking in the kitchen.
Suddenly the gas cylinder ran out and there was no gas cylinder at my house.

I searched everywhere in my neighborhood but could not find the cylinder anywhere.
I am very sad.

Then I thought why not ask the tenant?

But I was hesitant, I was hungry.
Then I gathered courage and went up to ask.

When I screamed, Sahil came out.
I asked: Do you have spare cylinders? I am cooking!
He would say, “There is no cylinder.” If you don’t mind, you can make it for me at our house.”

I had no choice, I said, ‘Okay.

I put everything upstairs in her kitchen and started cooking.
Sahil was sitting on a chair outside, working on his laptop and was looking at me with stolen eyes.
He looked at my ass with very thirsty eyes, as if he was thinking that I was worthy of this till now.

I took off my dupatta and kept it in the kitchen, the collar of my suit was very big so my chubby fair mother could see my black suit.
Sahil excused himself to come into the kitchen and asked, “Need any help?
I was chewing flour and it was making my chest move.

I turned my back to him and he looked at me hungrily.
But I saw him standing in shorts.
This gives me some fun.

I cooked quickly, went downstairs, finished eating and went to bed.
But as always, I was worried.

Earlier I used to calm my aunt by thinking about my husband’s lawn, but that day when I closed my eyes and started thinking, I started seeing Sahil’s standing lawn.

I became more restless.
It seemed as if my pussy was asking for fuck.
But my shyness and hesitation seemed to be stopping me.

Then I started touching my pussy to calm myself.
I felt a lot of taste and I was moaning – Mmm…aaaa…cccc…I was rubbing my pussy.

Then I wore my clothes and went out for a walk in the courtyard.
I saw Sahil standing near the forest in the room.

He was happy to see me, you could see it on his face.
I enjoyed it so much that I started wishing that Sahil himself would come to me.
Then Sahil called me, “Mam, you also come upstairs, I have made coffee.”

I went upstairs.
Both are drinking coffee.

I was wearing red pajamas and my body was looking very sexy.

The air on the terrace was cool and both of our bodies felt warm.
Sahil started asking me, “When did you get divorced? Why?
I told her that my husband does not work much and he takes care of the household work depending on my work. Then he used to hit me. So I left him.”

Sahil asked me again, “Have you ever felt the need of a partner?”
I said, “Yes, but once I have been cheated on, I can’t trust anyone because everyone thinks women are sex machines, but no one loves them.” ,

Then he emotionally told me that he was not happy with his vote and would not even let me touch him. This is the reason why their relationship got worse.
Now I understand what he was trying to tell me.

Without wasting much time I pressed my lips to her lips.
As soon as he found any excuse, he picked me up, held my shoulders and we started kissing each other passionately.

Then he picked up my penis and luckily caught it, due to which his penis came in contact with my pussy.

Now I’m starting to see more.
Seeing me happy, he sat on my lap, placed my legs on the chair, took off my underwear and started licking my pussy.
Due to this, moans started coming out from me – Aah…sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss around Indiaesd, I started moaning!

I told her, “Lick my pussy, she has been aroused for four years and today she came out.
He put his tongue in my pussy…he got a good view with his tongue.
I really enjoyed it.”

I made him stand, pulled down his shorts, took his penis in my mouth and started sucking.

O De Lande’s chop made me even bigger and my pussy got completely wet.
Sahil is also great.
He used to tell me: “No one has ever given me such a taste.

Then he said: “I was looking for a woman like you. Ever since I saw you, I’ve wanted to kill you. I said-
So what did you see? Kill today, just as I was killed, I”ll kill you too.” If I had the chance, I don’t know if I would be able to get back to this moment. Complete my consolation today.

He threw me into the room and asked me to become a horse.
I placed my hands on the bed and turned and walked towards the stairs.

He started inserting his thick penis inside me.
As her fat lamb came in, I saw more.

As soon as he pushed his penis inside me, my pussy muscles were opening.
So I enjoyed it more.

He attacked me once again, inserted his entire penis inside and mine… came out.
I took off all my clothes and pulled my cot with my hands so that he could completely fit into me.

Then he started pushing harder.
I also screamed at him – Fuck me! Ahhh…Sahil…Fuck!
This made him even more excited.

Because now four years later I got it and wanted to try the whole thing.
Then after pushing me back for some time, he laid me down on the bed and started fucking me.

Then I spread my legs.
I don’t have words to describe how I felt when he pushed.
Sahil was sweating a lot.
But my thoughts are growing.

20 minutes later, here’s our Donna.
Sahil fell on me.

Both were panting.

After four years my aunt got the taste of cock.
After taking more of Sahil’s penis inside, I became happy inside.
After the sex program, we were lying on top of each other.

I was caressing her back. He was still taking deep breaths.
Then we separated.

Sahil was lying next to me from the side.
I placed my kicks on his thighs and lay down with my head on his chest.
He also placed his hand on my pussy and started caressing it.

After getting fucked by Sahil’s cock, now I was getting the taste of getting fucked by his chariot.
That’s why I mowed my tenant’s lawn in the first place.

Now I started fucking her several times at night.

He also fucked me in every angle and pose.
I am very happy with Punjabi sex now.
My penis had drank enough.

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