En pooja chellam
Oh Pooja, nee evalu sexy aa iruke theriyum ma? I was asking / telling my lover Pooja and opposite flat neighbor as she sucked my cock from its root. Um Um said my Pooja and she sucked me. Pooja was my neighbor. A gorgeous woman with 38– 28-36 proportions. Aged 31 she was an engineer in Tamil Nadu State department and a nymphomaniac. It was bound to happen when the sexy siren and her family shifted opposite to my residence. Her husband a clerk was the serious type and her brat a 6 year old. I am alone in my flat as my family has gone to our native to attend on my ailing mother. Pooja wore saree when she went out and she barely wore anything at home when she was alone. A nightie was too much for her. A towel wrapped around her middle was her normal dress. In the Chennai heat, this was a very intelligent way of dressing. Her office timings were flexible; being the sexy type her superiors gave her the full freedom which she took full advantage of. The first time I saw her body was when she came out at 8 in the morning to see off her family. She was wearing a nightie and was surely naked inside that. Her large beautiful breasts were poking visibly out. She saw me looking and smiled a bewitching smile that made me hard at once. We stood at the door talking. Her voice was sweet and sexy. She had a whining tone to her Tamil. Lovely, sexy Pooja. She had the habit of keeping her right forefinger on her lips and biting her lower lip. She looked so hot so desirable and she knew it that she had I hooked!! She was telling me that she was free after 8 AM and would be at home till 11 on weekdays and full days on Saturdays. Her eyes were smoldering when she gave me her routine. I asked her to come on in. She just made a gesture like I am being in too much of a hurry screwing up her nose and lips with a mock smile. She then left for office on her scooty at 11. I was a consultant and was my own master. It was a routine to watch Pooja every day from that day. She knew I was watching and was all the more turned on by my lusty looks. She let her saree slip as she locked her door giving me a good view of her magnificent boobs; she kept adjusting her pallu as she stepped out of her house showing me her lovely and hauntingly deep navel. She always had a story to tell me. It was always sexually oriented. About some movie or some guy in the office or couples next door or the like. The heat in her body and her voice was unmistakable. It was not too long when her husband had to go on tour to Trichy on invigilation duty and she told me before hand that she would be at home for three days with her kid attending the school during the day. I was at her door after the kid left by the school bus and let myself in. Oh, Pooja was looking gorgeous. She was in a in the kitchen and was wearing a short knee length nightie which was short by any standards and sleeveless. It was more like transparent shimmies than a nightie. Um, enna paakare? Her bubbies were straining against the fabric and her lovely ass jiggling within. As she raised her hands to take a vessel, Her body looked so taut so fit and tight that I could not control myself. I stepped forward and hugged her from behind. She wanted, the bitch in heat, she wanted it as much as I did or more. She let her head fall back on my shoulders and ground her hips on my raging cock. I softly lifted those lovely boobs from behind and cradled them and fondled them. She moaned, ooooohhhhhhh… ooohhhhhhhh… Her boobs were warm and shimmering in my palms and the heat from her back was so absorbing. I dug my cock into her lovely bottoms. My cock was fast lengthening and thickening. She moaned at its feel. I cradled her boobs and slowly turned her around. We looked into each other eyes. Our eyes were burning with passion and lust. She wanted me so much that she brought my face down and drew me into a deep passionate kiss. Her soft luxuriant lips were just right. We kissed hard. Lips on lips, mouth on mouth and tongue on tongue. Our saliva mixed and passion mounted. My cock pressed hard into her belly. She took it out of the lungi that I was wearing and purred like a cat as she felt its length. Oh Vijay, u r so big. Ne evalvu thick aa erukeye. She moaned… Vaa ya, Vaaa… Bedroom pokalaam, ennaku unnai venum da muzhusha. Before we knew it we were in her bed. I was sitting with my waist up naked waist down reclining on the bed post and Pooja baby was just facing and beside me with her legs on the floor. She hurriedly removed my T-shirt and smothered my hairy chest with a string of hot passionate kisses. Licking up my nipples and biting them. Umm ne rumba azhaka irukaye, Pooja moaned as she moved her fist up and d won my burning member. I just yanked off her shimmies and there she was the sex goddess in all her naked glory. She stood proud and firm knowing fully well how I wanted her. Her face was lit up in sexual heat. Her dusky complexions were shining and face shimmering with anticipation. A thorough bred adulterous Tamil woman in heat. Her eyes were slightly closed and she was rapidly biting her lower lip. Her lovely dark curly hair fell all around her face which she brushed up making her breasts those lovely fleshy globes, round and large and firm. Her nippies long and hard straining for attention. Pooja had a lovely flat abdomen area. Her navel was dark and deep asking to be kissed and licked. Her hips flared out in style and her pubic mound was hairy and had many tales to tell. She was standing with her thundering thighs spread out a little. Those fleshy thighs were like smooth pillars hand crafted by creator himself. Her feet lovely and cute waiting to be kissed and adored. Pooja laughed a lovely twinkling laugh. Enna, poruma, indha Pooja, unakku piduchirukkaa? I was on knees in a flash, holding her beautiful buttocks; caressing them I quickly seated her on the bed. I lowered my face to her valley and took in her female scent.