Milkman delivers baby 3

Hello readers hope you enjoyed both the submissions before in this series.Now I am narrating the last part in this series again making it in the words of the impotent husband of sexy Shara.when I heard Shara’s submission to Fareed that he could stay back till 5 I felt my knees going weak.Surely Shara could not expect more after what the burly milkmana had given her in round 1. I realised that this was beyond pregnency and now Shara had begun to enjoy it as pure as animal instinct. Well I was happy for her to see her lying pinned beneath an ugly smelly animal who was calling her his bitch,item etc.But shara’s jawani had finally found satisfcation in Fareed’s arms.

They lay in each other’s arms like that for about 30 minutes before Fareed started his activity again.He began by pinning her thighs with his own and then planting a kiss on her lovely mouth.Shara responded while Fareed kneaded her buttocks and her breasts and then he started to run his hand on her tummy telling her that his seed was going in htere now.Shara called him her master and kissed him back.Fareed forced her thighs open and inserted a hand between her sexy plump thighs he was now kneading her pussylips and callingher a madi. Shara folded her knees and let out sweet moans. Now I could see that the milkman’s finger was inside Shara’s pussy and he was fingering her though what was the need for it I didn;t know.Shara was flowing like a river down there and besides his first cum was yet to dry but he continued dowing it till eventually his 2 fingers were insdie her pussy.shara cried and rolled her waist from side to side.

Fareed sat up in bed and spread her thighs wide open. Now i had a clear view of Sahra’s battered pussy lips that looked swollen and bloody with the pounding they had received. Fareed raised her buttocks in air and positioned so that her pussy was facing up towards his again hard lund. He made Shra stroke him a couple of times before placing her thighs on his shoulders and then himself sitting on his knees he rammed his rod in her pussy.shra cried loudly and sat up tro hug him. I could now see her buttocks contratcing and relaxing with every thrust Fareed was giving . She crossed her ankled behind his neck and hung by it. I could have necer supported gher that way but Fareed was doing it with ease without missing a single storke. His big hands were brutally squeezing her ass cheeks leaving red marks across them. Shara was biting his shoulder and calling him by his nbame again and again. Shara seemed to be in heaven with the pleasure that 9 inch ram seemed to be giving her. Fareed supported her buttovks with hands and then climbed down from bed and stood now he was supporting my wife only on his dick and doing it without even breaking intosweat. Shara going crazy with the pleasure was ramming her self agaisnt his stiffness again and again. I could see his balls as big as tennis balls hitting her ass repetaedly. I was playing with my small tool and imagining what Sahra must be feeling with this kind of raw sex.”Salli madi maja aa raha hain… Le aur le…. Kya maal hain,”

“Fareed aur jor se agar main chillau to muh mat dabana….. Aur marao…. Ahhhhh ahhhhh,””Le kutyita bol tu madi hain meri bol…””Main madi hoony Fareed aur jor se aur andar dalo…..ahhhhhh”

Farred again placed her buttocks on the bed and started moving more vigourously kneading her breasts like sack of dough, Shara was crying with paina nd pleasure throwing her ehad from side tpo side calling his name again and again.finally Fareed climaxed violently inside Shara I could almost head the voice when his lund emptied itself in her pussy with gusehd adn gushes of salty hot cum. The quantitiy was more than enough to impregnate tem women. He slapped her face and kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples.Afterwards he ordered Shara to make him some tea and wash him with her kurta. Sahra demurely cimbed down, I could see some blood on the udnerside of her thighs adn her breasts wre looking blue with the ministrations they had reccd but she compleuied with Fareed’s demand by rolling her kurta and wiping his thighs his crotch and een his dick clena with the kurta held like a rag. Then on wobble legs my wife turned to the kitched to obey ehr master.