Big Boos Indian Aunty Loves The Cum In Mouth
Title: “The Cum-Hungry Indian Aunty’s Mouth”
In the sultry, sun-baked plains of India, there lived a voluptuous woman named Priya, known locally as the “Big Boos Indian Aunty.” Her full, heavy breasts and wide, child-bearing hips drew admiring glances wherever she went. Little did the townsfolk know that beneath Priya’s maternal exterior lay a woman craved the essence of a man more than anything else.
One scorching afternoon, Priya invited the local rickshaw driver, Ravi, over to her modest home. The urges stirring within her bodygonads could no longer be ignored. Ravi, a strapping young lad in his twenties, was often the subject of Priya’s misbehavior-laden fantasies as he delivered goods to her small shop.
As Ravi entered her home, sweaty from the day’s work, Priya wasted no time unbuttoning his shirt. She hungrily lapped at his chest, her large breasts scraping against his toned abs. With a gasp, Priya dropped to her knees and deftly unzipped Ravi’s shorts. His throbbing manhood sprung free, already glistening at the tip. A muffled moan escaped Priya’s mouth, her eyes gleaming with desire.
Priya took Ravi’s thick member into her hand and began to stroke it rhythmically. Her nimble fingers traced every inch of his pulsing shaft, coaxing out bead after bead of pre-cum. The sight of her plump, lewd lips inches from his engorged cock made Ravi’s knees buckle. Swallowing his length inch by inch, Priya’s throat flexed around him like a silken vice. His hands found their way into her thick, black hair, pulling her head down until her nose nestled in his pubic hair.
In this compromising position, Priya reveled in the musky scent of his crotch. Her pillowy breasts heaved with each deep inhale, the coarse hair of Ravi’s thighs rasping against her cheeks. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard, her tongue swirling around his bulbous glans. With a sudden movement, she pulled back, gasping for air. A strand of saliva connected her glistening lips to his pulsating tip.
Gathering herself, the cum-loving woman shoved her face back into Ravi’s lap, slurping and bucking like a woman possessed. She released his shaft only to lick at his heavy bollocks, rolling them around in her mouth like deliciously ripe fruits. Ravi groaned, the sensation almost too much to bear. His hand seized the back of her head, pulling her back onto his girthy rod. Priya gagged slightly but welcomed the rough treatment, her brown eyes watering with shocked delight.
Priya’s mind went blank as she surrendered herself fully to the act, a bestial passion taking over her body. With each thrust of his hips, her cheeks hollowed further, drawing him deeper into her gullet. Strings of drool escaped the corners of her mouth, dripping onto the floor. Muffled, wet sounds filled the room as she lost herself in the lewd, submissive act.
Ravi felt his climax building like an unstoppable wave. His balls tightened, his cock twitching with impending release. With a guttural cry, he buried himself to the hilt inside Priya’s eager mouth and began to erupt. Weeks’ worth of pent-up seed flowed from him in thick, robust jets. Priya’s throat convulsed around him as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his creamy essence. Her belly pushed against the floor, swell with the sheer volume.
Priya’s blissed-out expression could not be more rapturous or satisfied. She remained still, savoring the taste and warmth, ensuring not a single drop escaped. Once Ravi’s orgasm subsided, she gently kissed his softening member, releasing it from her glossy lips. Leaning back, she caressed her distended stomach, a dreamy smile on her clit-tucking face.
