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Sexy Housemaid Anjali – Part 2“My nephews will be coming tomorrow,” said Suresh one night as they both lay in bed exhausted after their lovemaking session. Anjali was running her hands over her lover’s chest hair playfully, her head resting on his biceps. She raised her eyebrows when her mind registered what he said.“What? Why?”, she asked, clearly not excited by this new development. Their arrangement was perfect till now; she would come to work for him in the evening and finish her work by nighttime.After that, they would make love till midnight. Suresh lived alone, so they could fuck wherever they wanted. In the living room, in the bedroom, on the couch, up against the wall..wherever they wanted.“Relax, my sex slave. It’s only for a couple of weeks. Just until the summer holidays’ end”, said a smiling Suresh, realizing that she wanted him all for herself. He pinched her brown nipple and gave it a slight twist.Anjali seductively bit her lower lip. “Don’t get so possessive. I own you.. not the other way around”, he said, getting on top of her again.“Already?”, she asked, as it could not have been more than fifteen minutes since he climaxed inside her.“Spread your legs, bitch”, he commanded. “Let me drill you some more.”“As you wish master”, Anjali giggled, wrapping her güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri legs around his waist.And thus began round two.THE NEXT DAYSuresh wanted to come home early that day. If he could get home before his nephews get there, then he could spend some sexy time with Anjali.The younger one Pranav, who was 19 years old, would insist on sleeping in his uncle’s bed, so bedtime sex was not an option. But alas, things didn’t go according to plan.A riot broke out at a political gathering and the district police had to diffuse the situation. At about 6:30 in the evening, he got a call from his brother saying that he had dropped his k**s off at his place. All hope was lost.He got home really late that evening. Some light from the flickering street lamps showed him that it was almost 9 o’ clock on his watch. He didn’t have to ring the doorbell as the door was already open. Pranav was sitting on the couch, playing a game on his gameboy console. He didn’t even notice his uncle come in.“Hey Pranav, it’s been so long”, said Suresh, casually sitting next to his nephew on the couch.Pranav gave him a quick glance and then turned away. “Hey”, he said, not taking his eyes off the game.“It’s been so long. How old are you now?” he asked, pinching his güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri cheeks.“19.” the boy answered.“By the way. Where’s your elder brother.. where’s Kiran?”“He went out for a walk.”Suresh’s face lit up. “So.. he’s not here?”“I don’t think so..No.”Suresh was ecstatic. ‘This is my only chance for some action today’, he thought.Without wasting another second, he rushed to the kitchen to find his lover. Pulling back the curtain that covered the door frame, he walked in to find his maid sitting on a plastic chair, in front of a table, chopping some veggies.She was wearing a tight black sleeveless blouse and a red skirt with some white flower designs that he bought her a few days back.Closing the curtain, Suresh walked into the kitchen. What he forgot was that the curtain didn’t completely cover the kitchen door. It covered only three-quarters of it, leaving a small gap between the floor and the ends of the curtain and the door was in a straight line to the couch.“NO!!” yelled Pranav. He lost the current level and furiously threw the gameboy away. “Stupid game”, he mumbled.“Get up bitch. We don’t have a lot of time,” said Suresh. Pranav could see up to their knees through the space.The woman got up or she was pulled up, he didn’t güvenilir bahis şirketleri see properly. She was standing with her back facing his uncle. He put the chair aside first. Then, as he watched, the maid’s skirt fell to the floor, circling her feet. Her underwear was pulled way down below her knees by his uncle.He heard slapping noises next and the maid cried. ‘Is he hurting her?’ he thought. His uncle’s pants fell down next, along with his underwear.“Are you ready, my slave?” he heard him ask. “Yes, master.” the maid replied.His uncle stood really close to the maid at first and then started rocking his body back and forth. “Aah.. aah..aah..oh master.” said the maid.‘Is this a game. She seems to be enjoying it.’ Pranav thought.“Fuck! Ooh, aah.. hmm, fuck me master, harder. Oh, I was waiting for this all day.” she said, standing on her toes.His uncle increased his speed and he could hear him panting vigorously. The maid’s feet were lifted off the floor a couple of times, sometimes more than a few inches, with her underwear still clinging on to her fleshy legs.The woman was crying more loudly now but she kept saying she wanted more and begged his uncle not to stop. “Moan BITCH! MOOOAAAN!”The table started wobbling back and forth along with his uncle’s thrusts. Pranav was afraid that the legs were going to break. He heard the slapping noises again and it was always accompanied by a loud moan from the maid. “You like that, don’t you slut?” his uncle asked and slapped again. “AAH!, Hmm.. yes.”The moans continued and the table wobbled for another five minutes after whi
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