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The sultry, summer heat of Indian summer has arrived, and with each passing day, the scorching sun intensifies the need for melty, sensual encounters. In a modest household, a buxom MILF, Asha (38), lounges in her bra and panties, a sheer witness to her insatiable desires. Her husband, Rakesh (40), returns home, eager to partake in the salacious events that are about to unfold. Their son, Karan (20), naturally clueless about his mother’s ulterior motives, scampers around playfully, until his mother, with a seductive bat of her long, dark lashes, sends him to his room.

Asha and Rakesh lock eyes, exchanging sensual glances that promise carnal pleasures. They erupt into passionate kisses, hands roaming greedily, seeking solace in each other’s bodies. Ahsa’s plush, rounded bottom presses against Rakesh’s growing hardness, begging for his touch. Rakesh obliges, palming her ample cheeks, and slipping a finger inside her moistening folds.

Asha moans, arching her back in sheer bliss. She turns, pushing Rakesh onto the bed, and straddles him. The mosquito net tangles around them, a delicate canopy sheltering their love-making. Asha unhooks her bra, revealing her melons, swaying gently with each python move. Rakesh cups them, thumbing her nipples into hardened pearls. Asha’s fingers eagerly unbuckle Rakesh’s jeans, releasing his regal rigid pole.

“I want it hard, tiger,” she purrs. “Pound my Indian pussy raw.”

She wiggles out of her panties, now completely bare and sopping wet. She positions herself, Rakesh’s cockhead kissing her trimmed slit. With one swift motion, she impales herself, engulfing him in her spongy warmness. Rakesh lets out a low growl, as percolating pleasure erupts through his body.

Asha undulates, her hips gyrating in circular motions, milking Rakesh’s throbbing rod. Her heavy breasts bounce in captivating rhythms, hypnotizing him into a sexual trance. She grasps the headboard for support and rotates her hips, the head of Rakesh’s rod kissing her cervix. She rides him deeply, her curvy ass clapping against his pelvis, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in their bedroom.

Rakesh’s hands dig into Asha’s hips, urging her to ride harder. Their sweaty bodies blend into one, lost in erotic paradise. Rakesh’s hand drifts down, circling Asha’s clit, strumming it like a musical instrument. Asha throws her head back, her long hair cascading down her back, lost in delirious ecstasy. Her molten walls contract, signaling her impending orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum!” she cries out.

“Cum for me,” Rakesh grunts, his own release close at hand.

Their bodies tense, a symphony of magnitudes building up. Asha screams to the heavens as her orgasm rips through her, her thighs quivering, her pussy gushing. Rakesh gives a final, hard thrust before exploding inside her, his hot seed painting her inner walls. They collapse, boneless, satisfied, until they regroup for another round.

They reposition themselves, Asha on all fours, Rakesh kneeling behind her. He admires her heart-shaped ass, glistening in the golden sunlight filtering through the curtains. He plants a trail of kisses along her spine, reaching her neck. He lunges forward, penetrating her drenched canal in one thrust.

Asha pushes back, meeting Rakesh’s powerful strokes. The bed creaks in protest, the headboard slamming against the wall. Rakesh smacks Asha’s ass, leaving a crimson imprint. Asha yelps, her pussy clenching around him. Rakesh’s thrusts become more erratic, chasing another mind-blowing orgasm. Their coupling intensifies, each stroke deliberate, each breath heaving. Asha’s body trembles, Rakesh’s groans echoing in her ear. Their cumming builds, transcending into a grand finale.

Rakesh’s cock surges, his balls emptying into Asha’s quivering, grasping pussy. Asha screams Rakesh’s name in a high-pitched trill, her pussy milking Rakesh’s cock clean. They collapse, Rakesh’s chest heaving against Asha’s back. They bask in the afterglow, their sweaty, spent bodies entwined. The room pulsates in the sexual energy that has engulfed it.