On the way, we passed a cluster of huts by the road.“You live here now, don’t you?” I said.Kumar and his mother had got themselves a ramshackle tarpaulin covered tin hut in this almost-slum.“Yes.”“Alone?”“Yes.” We walked on a bit. I never wanted for a lover after that. Desi village sex He fucked my mouth slowly and happily and wouldn’t have minded if he’d gone on all night. I loved sex. I came in an explosion of bliss, the breath shooting from my throat. When I had his cock in my mouth, it was the most wonderful feeling. Took my face in his hands. Dinesh. Now I was ‘his’, Kumar’s, his woman, his mate, his keep. I looked at him and flushed as his eyes drilled into me.
