Hot MILF fucked while her hands are Bound
This story is based on Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read in Savita Bhabhi Episode #145. Savita Bhabhi lay on the couch with her hands bound as she looked up at her captor. He was leering down at her intensely as he questioned her. Captor: Where is the gold? Savita: I don’t know what you’re talking about. My husband and I were driving by and just stopped to admire this house. Captor: (chuckles) Listen, lady. Lie all you want, but there are only 2 ways you can get out of this. One…you can try and escape, but that is not likely. The other…you can tell me what I want to know. Savita looked around in a panic and spotted something in the distance. Savita: I think there is something behind that mantle. Her captor looked behind the mantle and found a safe. Captor: I thought you had never been here. Savita: It was just a guess. Captor: Tell me the code for this. Savita: Maybe…the street address? Savita wiggled about silently and loosened her restraints. She kept giving her captor bogus safe codes to try and stall for time. She wormed her way out of her loose sari and got off the couch to search for her husband. She managed to stand silently. But as soon as she took a step, a floorboard squeaked, and the man turned around. Captor: Where do you think you’re going? Savita: I was going to check on my husband, I swear! Captor: Your husband is busy dealing with my associate. Come back here. He checked her out as she stood there in her underwear and sat on the couch. The captor knelt and tied her legs tighter, but his gaze lingered on her boobs. His lips were close enough to Savita that he could practically taste her tits. Captor: I wonder what your husband would think of this if he walked in here right now… He pulled out his cock and stood inches from Savita’s face. She looked at it in surprise, but her mind was still focused on survival. The captor pulled out a knife and threatened her with it. Captor: Tell me where the gold is! Savita: But I don’t know… Captor: I can keep you here like this, or I can loosen your restraints. That is if you allow me to see your breasts. He stuck the blade under her bra, right between her tits and cut it. Her bra fell off in two pieces. She gasped audibly, helpless to fight back. He ran his cold blade over her hard nipples, and she breathed heavily. The man kneeled and slurped on her nipples and squeezed her tits roughly, enjoying how ripe and juicy they felt in his perverted mouth. Captor: You have amazing tits! Savita: Alright, enough. Shouldn’t we get back to the gold? Captor: Fuck, your tits are so perfect. He stuck his cock between her tits. He rubbed his cock back and forth while grunting. Savita looked up in disbelief as his veiny cock rubbed against her soft breasts. She rolled her eyes. Savita regretted agreeing to this stupid charade at that moment. To understand that, we have to go back in time. A few days ago, Savita was in bed when Ashok suggested they spice things up with a fun adventure. He told her about an escape room that his coworkers had tried. Savita wasn’t interested, but Ashok had raised a challenge. Ashok: If you win, I will do the household chores for 6 months. Savita: Really?! That would be so helpful! Ashok: If I win, you have to keep doing the chores. And you have to fuck me, however, whenever and wherever I want to do it. That is how the couple ended up in this abandoned mansion-themed escape room. The game was supposed to be easy. Yet, Savita was sitting on a couch tied up with a hard cock throbbing between her tits. Savita: Careful, you’re going too fast! You might cum! Captor (stops): You’re right. Don’t want to make a mess. Where were we? Savita: Gold? Captor: Right! Tell me today’s stock value of gold. Savita: I need my phone for that. You have to untie me. Captor: Well, I can’t do that. You tried to escape. He put his cock on her tits and ran it back and forth slowly. Savita eyed his cock cautiously. Captor: I think I can bend the rules…for a price… Savita: What price? Captor: Maybe if you kissed my dick, I could loosen your restraints. Savita scoffed as her captor brought his cock closer to her face. She gave a tip a soft peck and pulled back. He was not pleased with that. Captor: That’s how I kiss my grandma. You can do better than that. Savita knew exactly where this was headed. She opened her mouth and swallowed his humongous cock. She slurped and slobbered as his cock dove deep inside her velvet throat. It was worth it to avoid 6 months of chores. Captor: Oh fuck! Your husband is a lucky guy… Savita slurped his cock deeper into her throat, and a slow moan escaped her lips. She was starting to enjoy the feeling of his warm, throbbing cock in her mouth. Captor: Ah fuck! I can’t hold it! He pulled his cock out, and it exploded hot, sticky cum all over Savita’s busty chest. Savita breathed hard as she stared at her cum-stained tits. The warm, stickiness of the cum drying on her tits made her moist. She looked into her captor’s eyes. He wanted more. He saw the dampness building on her silk panties and pulled them down slowly. Savita gasped. Savita: What are you doing? Captor: I want to smell your pussy. I bet it smells amazing! He stuck his nose deep in her pussy and inhaled her alluring scent. As he pulled his nose out of her moist cunt, he licked her wet clit gently. Savita: Hey! I didn’t say you could taste it! The captor pushed her down on the couch as she raised her voice. He took his hard cock and teased her clit with it. She was dripping with lust now, and he could tell. Savita bit her lip as her legs opened on their own, as he pushed gently against her clit again. Captor: I would do anything to make love to you… Savita: Anything? She opened her legs and teased him gently with her glistening pussy. Captor: I would even break company policy for you… Savita: Hmmm, and I would do anything to win this bet against Ashok.