Holi Sexperience (Hindi Groupsex)

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Sarika was teetering a-bit, drunkenly in her sandals as she went towards the garage to call Ramesh. But she found him in the lawn along with Girdhari and Karan. Sarika told Ramesh to come inside as she needed his help. When she reached her bedroom...Sarika found Ramesh and Girdhari both following her. When she asked Girdhari what he was doing there....he chuckled obscenely...she could see the lewd desire in their burning eyes. "memsaab... mai.n bhI aapko bahut mazaa doo.ngA.... Ramesh tau abhI bachchA hai", Girdhari said lewdly, "MerA heavy lund ek baar chakha logi tau roz tumhAri choot iske liye tarasegi" At the same time he put his hand inside his dhoti and took out his massiveness of his lust-hardened cock. His prick looked like a big veiny billyclub. And it throbbed. A startled gasp escaped her lips as Sarika stared at the huge, throbbing shaft of his fully erect penis, held obscenely in his free hand. Sarika couldn't take her eyes off it. She hadn't imagined that anything could be so big. It looked powerful and strong, and it was an angry red color from the blood that was pumping lustfully through it. The whisky swirled heatedly through her bloodstream, and her nerve-ends seemed to tingle. Sarika could feel a taunting tendril of some unmentionable sensation creep slowly through her loins, and a strange moistness seep out from between her thighs.

His eyes blazed with the uncontrolled lust, which was burning through his loins, and his immense, fully exposed penis pointing and jerking ahead of him as Sarika signaled him to come over as she lay on the couch. Sarika lay spread-eagled on the couch wearing only her high heels, the openly receptive slit of her vagina lewdly presented, while Girdhari hovered above her, his blood-inflated penis outstretched and ready. Sarika drew in her breath sharply when she felt the hard, unyielding flesh of Girdhari's poised penis nudging at the softly quivering outer lips of her vagina. "AAAAgggghhh... NahhhIII.nnnn..." she wailed aloud as Girdhari pushed relentlessly forward, straining almost unbearably the fragile tissues of her cuntal hole pushing the burgeoning head of his hunger-distended shaft in her vagina. "aaaahhh... maiii.n mareeeee..." Sarika sobbed as the giant rod cleaved into her, forcing its way up into passage. Girdhari hesitated for a moment and withdrew his monstrous penis and signaled something to Ramesh. Ramesh immediately ran out and within a moment he was back with a glass. "lo memsaab... thoDi bhaa.ng pee lo... aaj holi hai aur isse pee kar tum mere heavy lund kA mazaa le sakogi... bilakool nahi.n dukhegi tumhAri choot". Without second thought, Sarika gulped down the whole glass and within few moments she felt the world whirling around her. She tried to stand but couldn't walk a single step in her high-heeled sandals and landed on the carpeted floor. This time Girdhari took off all his clothes and he lay naked on the floor beside her.
Her arms tightened around his neck and she clung to him, her body straining eagerly against his. Immediately, he guided the huge, blood-bloated head towards the quivering opening to her body, and placed against the delicate flesh. Then he surged forward with all the strength. "Aaarrrrgggghhhh... Ohhhhhh..." Sarika wailed as she felt the giant instrument cleave through the futilely resisting cuntal sheath, and forge its way into her moistly giving vaginal depths. Sarika felt completely stuffed with his big, thick lunD, and it seemed to be expanding inside her with every passing second. Without waiting, he began to establish a rhythmic sawing in and out, holding her firmly by the hips. He drove into her with deep hard strokes, hitting bottom each time, his heavy, churning balls slapping lewdly against the upraised crevice of her softly rounded backside, and then withdrawing smoothly until just the hard rubbery head was still buried between her splayed thighs. As she became more accustomed to his enormous girth, her arms reached up and wrapped themselves around his neck, and she bucked against him with increasing rhythm, matching her thrashing with his frantic pounding. Sarika was carried away into a world of her own. Her body was afire with pleasurable sensations, and her brain was alight with joy. Riding the crest of her mounting pleasure, Sarika failed to notice that there was a new movement on the floor beside her. She gasped in surprise when she felt another hand on her hip. It was Ramesh. His hands were racing over her body, trailing over her hips, pulling and kneading at her buttocks. Before she had time to think any further, Sarika found she was being shifted, pulled over sideways, and then she found herself astride Girdhari, his charging lunD still pile-driving into the darkness of her hungrily receptive choot. Ramesh's hands were fondling the flaccid half-moons of her gaa.nD, straining the soft pliant mounds apart, and pressuring the crevice of her backside. Sarika was too intoxicated and horny to think anything.