He cries, “Anu, Baby. Desi sex Sundays are an exception where he fucks me in the middle of the day too. He tries to wake up to reach me, hug me tight, and kiss me. I brushed off the salesman’s hands grazing my ears and quickly picked one design. I orgasmed with juices spilling and drenching the bed.I don’t know. The moment his lips touched my ears, a flash of the image of the salesman came in front of me.My pussy lips shiver with moans escaping my lips, “Ahh.” My moan made my husband so wild that his lips sucked my ears long, drenching them in saliva. “Wow, Sakkath hot,” a man commented with a loud, commanding, and manly tone.My husband and I both turned our gazes to this man. I felt a tinge of shiver the moment his fingers skimmed my ears.To be precise, I had unprovoked goosebumps.
