"That was incredible," she gasped softly. "Fuck me again."

"I intend to," he murmured. "No chance of stopping now!"

Whimpering, she moved her legs off the chair and sofa. Her thighs trembled from
the strain of keeping the position for so long. He slid slowly out of her flesh
and she gasped. He rose to his feet, staggering slightly as his muscles cramped
slightly when he eased the tension in them. He held his hand out and helped her
up. She staggered slightly as she came into his arms. He held her close, his
thick, sheathed cock pressing between their bodies and kissed her deeply.

"I want to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you," he grunted.

"Fuck me as long as you can," she whispered, bending and licking his nipple, her
fingers fondling his balls and cock. "I want you."

They turned and now he went down on his back on the table. The glass was moist
with her sweat. He lay with his hips at the edge, his feet on the floor, his
penis thrust proudly upward. Anuja moaned and, dropping to her knees, caressed
his cock wantonly, jerking the sheathed shaft in her fingers. Bending her head,
she licked and sucked the protruding cock-head. Salman groaned; it felt
wonderful. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked on his cock-head gently, running
her tongue cunningly around the gorged, thick, slimy knob. Lifting her eyes,
watching his face, opening her mouth wide, she licked his cock-head lasciviously,
lapping delicately at the beads of pre-cum gunk that oozed from the long slit in
the tip.

"Oh fuck yes!" Salman groaned, his head bent, watching her, as aroused by the
sight of her sucking his cock as the actual fellatio. "C'mon! Suck it!"

Anuja smiled, her jeweled fingers twinkling on his cock-shaft. She licked the
sheath wantonly, then sucked his cock-head again till he stopped her.

She rose to her feet, gorgeous, alluring, her body glistening with sweat,
glittering with the jewellery, gobs of pre-cum gunk on her face and breasts. She
straddled his hips, her feet on the floor, legs astride the table over his groin.
The long slits on the inside legs of her transparent *dhoti* pants parted,
exposing her naked, wet cunt and buttocks. The gold chain from her girdle nestled
in her slit. She took his cock in one hand, pulled the gold chain slightly to one
side and slowly lowered her cunt to his cock. Her cunt-lips brushed his
cock-head. She moved his cock back and forth and round and round gently, smiling
wantonly down at hi, her eyes glittering as she stimulated her clitoris and slit
with his frenum and glans. He could feel the wet heat of her cunt on his
cock-head.

"C'mon! Sit on my dick!" he grunted.

Anuja hissed in pleasure, bit her lower lip. Slowly, she eased her cunt down onto
his cock. The thick cock-head popped into her cunt and she gasped softly,
gritting her teeth, sucking in her breath, arching her head. Her mouth opened,
and her tongue ran sensuously across her upper lip. Holding his shaft in one
hand, keeping the gold chain lifted clear with the other, she began to swirl her
hips in slow, wide arcs, snapping them sharply as she brought them around. His
cock-head churned her molten cunt-flesh, mashing her quivering clitoris.

"Oh baby yes!" she gasped, chewing her lower lip again.

Her hands slid away from his cock and the gold chain and moved erotically up her
body, caressing her crotch, then her belly, rising under her necklaces to her
breasts, lifting and squeezing them in her excitement. Her head turned to one
side, a mask of pleasure. Salman watched her, transfixed. She was the sexiest
woman he had ever fucked. She hissed in pleasure, and her hands moved higher,
over her neck and face and then she lifted her arms high, her hands linked behind
her head and tilted her face up. Her legs spread wide, her knees deeply bent, she
ground her hips round and round, moving faster and faster, gasping and moaning,
her elbows pushed up and out. Her breasts wobbled and jiggled as she moved and he
slid his hands up her body and squeezed them, making her groan loudly. Again and
again her wicked tongue arched over her upper lip in a curiously wanton action
that aroused him intensely. Now she slid her hands down to her buttocks and under
them, pulling the curved lobes open, her fingertips reached beneath for his
shaft, teasing it gently.

"Ohhh yes, baby ... ohhh that's so good, lover! Fuck ... yes ... oh fuck yes!
That's it ... mm, c'mon ... squeeze my tits, Salman! Squeeze them hard! Ohhh yes
... that's it!"

Biting her lower lip, she leaned forward from the waist, her hands on the insides
of her thighs and, gradually, began lowering her cunt onto the sheathed cock. She
gasped and winced as the first spikes and knobs bit into her cunt-flesh. Slowing,
she moaned, her nostrils flared, her eyes bright and sharp with lust.

"Slowly," she gasped. "I want to feel every inch of it going in ... mm, yes ...
that's it ... ohhh yes ... oh god that's so good ... fuck, your cock's so big!"

Salman fought to contain himself as her taut, fiery cunt slid down on his
armoured penis, engulfing him in her volcanic flesh. Lower and lower her cunt
sank, taking his cock deeper and deeper into her flesh. She gasped and moaned and
groaned loud obscenities as the hard spikes and thick knobs and ribbed ridges
crushed her wet cunt-flesh. The gold chain down her crotch glittered against the
villainous black of his cock-sheath, an intensely sexy sight set against the wet
black curls of her pubic hair and the soft brightness of her cunt-flesh. At last
she had him entirely inside her, her buttocks on his thighs, his balls pressed to
her cunt-lips. She whimpered and rocked forward, her hands on his deep chest. Her
head tilted to one side, she looked at him with glittering eyes.

"Fuck me slowly," she whispered, and bending over, kissed him lasciviously,
slipping her tongue erotically in and out of his mouth, tonguing his nipples.

He squeezed her breasts and slid his hands up and down her sweating back,
fingering her anus. He had no doubt that she would like being fucked in the ass,
and he intended to do it. As she rose, he squeezed her breasts together and
sucked on them simultaneously, whipping her rigid nipples with his tongue,
scraping his teeth over the hard points. Anuja shuddered, gasping in joy. Her
necklaces rasped between their bodies. Their hips ground together, undulating and
rocking and swaying. Anuja arched her head and gasped. Her face was suffused with
pleasure: Her eyes were half-closed, her mouth open in an erotic O, her nostrils
flared. The little nose-stud winked in her left nostril.

"Oh god yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh yes!" she moaned.

Slowly, she straightened above him, gasping and panting heavily. The thick,
armour-clad cock ground in her sodden, steaming cunt. With a deep shudder, she
began to move slowly, lifting her hips, sliding her cunt up the length of his
reinforced erection. As the hard knobs and spikes scraped out of her flesh, she
gasped thickly, chewing her lower lip in tension. Higher and higher she lifted
her cunt, till the sheath was out of her flesh and only the cock-head was between
her cunt-lips. Then, with a sobbing gasp, she sank her hips again, her buttocks
unflexing. Simultaneously, Salman arched his hips in unison, to meet hers in
descent. The thick penis rasped into her flesh again and her mouth tore open and
her face contorted in a rictus of lust as the sharp spikes and thick studs
pierced her flesh.

"Oh ma uhhhhhhh yes!" she gasped in delight, her hands on her breasts, squeezing
and crushing them in wanton excitement. "Oh god yes!"

Again she lifted her hips and again they sank. Salman controlled himself and
moved with her. Up and down she went, her cunt rising and falling slowly along
the length of his shaft. Gradually, they hit a rhythm, their hips and loins
bucking together. Her face contorted in pleasure and joy as his sheathed cock ran
in and out of her cunt.

"Oh yes!" she gasped. "Ohhhhhhhuhhhh yes!"

"C'mon! Take it! Yeh, take it, bitch! Take it!" he gasped.

Her hands on his chest, Anuja rocked and lurched his hips, her cunt running up
and down the length of his armoured cock. Her buttocks flexed and unflexed
rhythmically. Her belly sucked in with tension. Her hips gyrated and ground
around as she moved, mashing her cunt-flesh with his penis. Her shoulders were
hunched with deep, sexy hollows in the shoulder-bones. Her face was tilted up,
her neck craned, her face a suffusion of joy. Her mouth was open in a wide 'O',
her white teeth glistening, her nostrils were flared and her eyes were
half-closed and glassy. Up and down she moved, faster and faster, her buttocks
bouncing off his thighs. Her breasts jumped and bounced with her movements and
her thick, heavy jewellery tossed and slapped on her tawny skin, tinkling loudly.
Salman pumped his hips up and down beneath her, his hands under her thighs.

"Ohhhhhhhhh yes! Ohhh yes ohh yes oh yes oh yes ohh uhhh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh
ohhhhhhh!" she gasped.

"C'mon uhhhh yeh c'mon take it oh fuck yes take it ohhhhhhhhhhh yes!" he grunted,
his face flushed with excitement and tension. "C'mon, whore, c'mon!"

Faster and faster they moved, their gasps and cries loud and rising. Anuja's body
bucked and tossed and bounced feverishly on his pumping hips, her cunt grinding
up and down the length of his enormous, latex-clad erection. Hissing in pleasure,
she jammed her cunt down onto his cock, feeling the spikes and studs bite into
her flesh and, leaning forward, her head arched, her breasts pendulous over his
face, snapped her buttocks together rapidly, squeezing his cock in her cunt.
Salman gasped and crushed her breasts in his hands, scraping the hard metal of
her necklaces over her rigid nipples, making her shudder in joy. Up and down she
moved again, straightening her back, her head tilted up, her hands on her
breasts, lifting and squeezing them erotically. He thumbed her clitoris and she
groaned and gasped loudly.

Teetering on the brink of a violent orgasm, she paused and slipped off his cock.
Looking down at him, she thought she had seldom seen a sexier sight than the
black leather-clad cock with its thick leather girdle. Bending, she sucked his
cock again hungrily, taking his cock-head in her mouth. He groaned and pushed her
head away.

Anuja staggered back onto the coffee-table, bent on her forearms and knees like a
rutting bitch, with her knees at the edge, her buttocks thrust up high. Her
swollen breasts were pendulous and her necklaces swayed. Salman stood behind her
and, pushing her buttocks open, eased his swollen penis into her cunt. Anuja
cried out, her mouth opening in a wide 'O', her eyes fluttering shut as the huge
cock surged into her flesh.

"OHHHHHHHH yes! Ohh ma yes, Salman, yes! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard! Ohhhh yes!
That's it! C'mon! Do it!"

Salman gripped her hips and, gasping, arching his handsome head, flexed his
buttocks and swung his hips forward, driving his cock into her hot cunt. She
lurched under his thrust and cried out as the big penis bit into her cunt-flesh.

"OHHHHHH ma uhh *hanh* uhhhh ohhh uhhhhhh OHHHHHH!" she cried.

"Ahhhhhhhh uhhh yeh! Ffff YEH! Ohh fuck yes!" he gasped.

Her body lurched forward, her breasts swinging, her necklaces dancing. Her
buttocks writhed against his thighs. He groaned and began to fuck her with long,
swift, punishing thrusts, plunging deeply and smoothly into her cunt, his hips
rocking seamlessly back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his
armoured cock glistening black as it stroked in and out of her flesh. She rocked
and swayed under him, her head tilted up, her eyes closed, her face a vision of
lust. She moaned and cried out incessantly, pushing her cunt back and forth along
the length of his penis. Her breasts wobbled and jiggled. He went faster, his
thighs slapping loudly at her buttocks, his balls pressing to her cunt-lips as he
drove deep into her cunt and drew a shuddering, sobbing, gasping response.

Salman tired of the sheath. He wanted to feel her cunt heat and wetness on his
flesh. He paused, slid out of her, ripped off the sheath and quickly ground into
her flesh again with a groan of pleasure. Anuja's face creased in delight. The
sudden change from the hard sharpness of the sheath to the hot thickness of his
smoothly shorn shaft was delightful.

"C'mon, Salman ... fuck me hard ... fuck me as hard as you can!" she murmured,
turning her face over her shoulder.

He slid his hands up her body, cupping her breasts and kissed her deeply,
thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She writhed against him, sucking erotically
on his tongue. He straightened and, grunting, began to fuck her rapidly and hard,
rocking his hips swiftly back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, his
cock plunging and pistoning and reaming and ramming in and out of her cunt. She
cried out, in sharp, staccato Ohs and Ahs and Uhs and Oh mas, her body rocking
and jerking and snapping under his. Gritting her teeth, she hissed in pleasure,
panting heavily, rocking her body back and forth on his penis. Her necklaces
dragged along the glass surface, crinkling prettily. She turned her face over her
shoulder, running her tongue over her upper lip and moaned loudly.

"Ohhhhh yes! Oh fuck yes, Salman, yes ... c'mon ... fuck me, baby ... fuck me
harder! Ohhhh uhhh yeh! That's it ... c'mon, do it!"

He moved faster, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips, rocking his
hips rapidly back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing, driving his cock
in and out of her cunt. His hips snapped sharply as he plunged and pistoned and
rammed into her flesh, his thighs whacking her buttocks and thighs, his balls
slapping at her cunt-lips.

"Yeh c'mon! Yeh c'mon! Yeh oh yeh oh yeh oh yeh c'mon bitch take it! Oh fuck yes
fuck yes fuck yes oh uh yeh uh yeh uh yeh uh that's it c'mon whore take it c'mon
you fucking bitch take my dick oh fuck oh fuck oh uh oh uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ah
uh ahhhhhh!" he rasped erotically.

"Salman," she moaned, between her gasps. "Salman ... please ... fuck ... fuck my
ass ... butt-fuck me! Quickly! Fuck it hard!"

It was an offer he could not possibly refuse. He slid quickly out of her cunt
and, pushed her buttocks apart with his hands. Her puckered anus winked
temptingly at him. Salman throbbed with pleasure. He pushed his cock-head to her
asshole. She tensed fractionally, her fingers tightening on the leading edge of
the table. He paused and she relaxed with a soft moan. Her sphincter loosened.
Instantly, Salman dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her buttocks and,
flexing his buttocks, slid his hips forward. His cock-head popped through into
her tight rear channel.

"OHMAUHOHUHAHUHOHSUHHLMA ... uhhhh ... AHHHH uhhhhhh AHHHHHHN uhhhh OHHHHHH!"
Anuja cried out thinly, her face twisting and contorting in a savage grimace of
lust.

Salman gasped as her asshole convulsed and contracted fiercely on his throbbing
penis. Her buttocks trembled and her hips swayed. He groaned and slowly pushed
his cock deeper into her anus, flexing his buttocks gradually. In and in his cock
went, burrowing and tunnelling into her tight rear orifice. Anuja gasped and
moaned, her breath coming in shuddering, heaving sobs. His cock was incredibly
hot and thick and long. It seared her asshole. The sensation was exquisite, and
the deep throb in her anus aroused her to fever pitch.

Salman began to sodomise her slowly and deeply. Gripping her buttocks, he moved
his hips slowly back and forth, flexing and unflexing his firm buttocks, pushing
his cock in and out of her asshole. Anuja gasped and whimpered, her chest
heaving, her head hanging between her arms, her shoulders hunched. Her breasts
jiggled and swung with his thrusts. She groaned, forcing her anus back onto his
long, thick penis. Her gold necklaces dragged and scraped noisily along the glass
surface of the table top. Salman gasped, his belly sucked inward, his head flung
back, his mouth open, his muscles rippling and cording with tension.

He was nearing the end now. The fires in his loins raged out of control,
consuming his loins. Her anus was hot and tight and it contracted and spasmed on
his penis with a feverish, undeniable hunger. He kept moving relentlessly.

"C'mon! Take it ... ohhhh uhhh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... oh fuck that's so good ...
c'mon whore ... take my cock ... ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhh uhhhh ohhhhhhhh uhh ohhhhhhh
uhhh yes!" he gasped.

"Oh ma ... oh ma ... oh ma ... ohhh uhhh *hanh* ... uhhh oh ma uhhh ohhh uhh
ohhh!" she whimpered, her voice heavy and hoarse, her breathing ragged.

He felt her orgasm violently, her body shuddering and stiffening and her anus
convulsed frenetically on his penis. Anuja's head swam with pleasure. This was
her third major orgasm and she had countless smaller ones in between. It was too
much for Salman to bear. With a shuddering gasp, he pulled out of her and
masturbated violently for a few seconds. Then he groaned in relief as the heat
broke from its confines and spewed from the slit in his cock-head. Anuja gasped
in pleasure as she felt the hot splash of his gunk on her buttocks and back and
thighs, dribbling over her anus and down her cunt-lips.

With a soft groan, Salman squeezed his cock into her cunt. She groaned and rocked
back against him, pushing her cunt down deep onto his cock. She turned her face
over her shoulder. He leaned over, his hands under her breasts, squeezing them
eagerly, and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She writhed her
buttocks against him, sucking erotically on his tongue.

"Keep fucking me," she moaned thickly, her tongue darting in and out of his
mouth. "Don't stop fucking me."

Behind his cameras, Avinash smiled in satisfaction. He masturbated slowly and
began to orgasm as he watched his wife fornicate for his pleasure.