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I am a newly married housewife aged 26 years with a 34B-26-36, enjoying and satisfied with my husband’s lovemaking in bed, but still, yearn for a feminine body touch which I am missing from college girlfriend during our golden college days. I loved the soft hands of my girlfriend roaming and caressing my body and especially the soft hands pressing my breasts instead of my husband’s rough hands.It was a Monday morning at 11 am, had finished my bath and was wearing a loose T-shirt with no bra because I love my boobs dance freely when I am alone in the house and a long skirt with a panty. And as usual, I was busy with the cooking for the afternoon lunch when the doorbell rang, opened the door and saw our new maid Shanti at the door. Shanti was working for us from the past one month, a middle-aged decent looking lady of maybe 30 to 33 years old, slightly brownish in colour and she was about 5’ 3 "in height, slightly a plump lady with a 36D boobs and a fleshy stomach which was

I am Latha, a 23 years old housewife. My husband Ramu is employed in a private company as a clerk. I am having a child, aged about six months old now.It happened about a year ago. My husband had left for office in the morning. It was about 9.30 in the morning when I got a telephone call from him. He asked me to urgently come over to his office. He insisted that I should rush immediately. He did not tell me the reason, but his voice made me feel that he was in some trouble. Although I had not taken bath, I washed my face, applied light make up, left the child with a distant neighbor, hired an auto and reached his office. On seeing me, he took me to a private place. He looked shattered. His voice was choked. He told me that his management had fixed him up in a money misappropriation matter involving about 3 lakh rupees, and wanted to hand over him to police. Although he told me he was innocent, I didn’t believe him. We had constructed the house with some luxuries. He did not take any

As I drove back home, I felt a little guilty at what I'd done. I mean, at the back of my mind, I knew that I was being unreasonable. As a wise man once said, men give love to get sex, and women give sex to get love.Priorities differ. For me, the physical aspect was more important, and for the two women in the group, the feeling of attention and the feeling that they were needed (and someone considered them beautiful) was perhaps more important. By putting a condition that the relationship should be kept on a physical plane only, I knew, I was being selfish.But also at the back of my mind, I knew it was almost impossible to keep it that way.The first day after being back from the holiday had passed relatively quietly and without incident. Sara had pinged me, and unfortunately, I was extremely busy at work at the moment. So it was more or less just a 'hi, how are you..' sort of conversation. I hoped Appu would have the required conversation with her today evening.I reached home to find

I got married in an arranged marriage set up. Originally from a village, I'd moved to a big city after graduation for job. I tried to have romantic relationships with girls in the city, but found that I was too rustic to be successful. Frankly, I had no clue about girls. My idea of girls was too influenced by what I saw in Hindi movies, and were totally unrealistic. I can say all this now, looking back. In my early 20s and late teens, however, I really had no clue.Besides, growing up in a conservative town in Kerala (Southern India), with hardly any opportunity to interact properly with girls meant I was bound to be inexperienced in wooing girls.I found city girls too bold, or too money-minded, and needless to say, my romantic life was a total disaster. At age 28, I was still a virgin, though, to some extent, it was also a choice since I was adamant that I would only have sex with someone I love, and not just any one who was available.There were opportunities, once or twice, with

Desi wife getting her lactating big boobs pressed and a milk drop is trickling from her

Tamil actress feeding a baby and posing topless showing her big

Tamil wife shows milk leaking from one of her naked big boobs and posing with mangalsutra in an open fuchsia chequered

After finishing their meal, Divya stood up and made her way to the sink to wash her hands. Vishwa followed closely behind, his eyes filled with desire for her. In no time, the sounds of their passionate kisses and moans echoed through the room. After a while, they emerged from the kitchen, still locked in each other's arms. Vishwa's strong hands held onto Divya's ass flesh and squeezing it, while her own hand gripped his neck firmly and was stroking his cock, as she led him towards the bedroom.Meanwhile, Harish sat watching Shanti with longing eyes. She could sense his desire and politely gestured for him to be patient. He showed her his throbbing erection with pleading eyes, and she blushed in response. With a slight nod and a shy smile, she silently promised to join him soon.As Harish waited eagerly in his room, Shanti hurriedly finished her tasks. Her body was flushed with anticipation, like a bride on her wedding night. She adorned herself with fragrant jasmine flowers that she

As Chenbagam entered the room, she asked, "What should we prepare for today's meal?"Upon seeing their disheveled state, she could guess what had happened. Gayatri lay sprawled on the bed with her young, pink bottom exposed. Chenbagam gently smacked it and scolded, "Get up and take a bath! Look at how you're lying here, naked and sweaty with your mother and aunt!"Turning to Divya, she inquired, "Divya, what should I cook now?""Whatever you want. Just do as our husbands tell you," slurred Divya, still intoxicated from multiple orgasms.After saying "Ok," Chenbagam headed to the room where Harish and Vishwa were already waiting. Gayatri walked out to the backyard to take a refreshing bath while Divya and Shanti took a much-needed rest and dozed off.Inside the room, Harish and Vishwa chatted away while Chenbagam joined them and asked, "What's for dinner tonight?"Harish replied, "Grandma, can you please make chicken curry? We haven't had non-vegetarian food in a while because of recent

Topless MILF unleashes her big lactating boobs and large nipples wearing a denim jeans