Crazy housewife

Ghazal was cooking in the kitchen. Her husband had gone to the office and the children to school. Ghazal felt like someone standing at the kitchen door. It was her cousin Dawood, as her husband Waheed had forcibly brought him home as guest.

Ghazal was frightened and felt her breath catch in her chest.

“I want some milk, Ghazal Baji,” Dawood said looking Ghazal in the eye and then staring at her huge breasts.

Ghazal gathered her courage and reached the fridge.

Ghazal۔ “How much milk do you need?”

Dawood “As much as in those bags.” Dawood threw his cigarette on the ground and stood behind Ghazal.

Dawood stood behind Ghazal and grabbed her breasts from behind. Ghazal was shocked, the milk jug fell from Ghazal’s hand on the floor and broke.

“Leave me alone, you filthy bastard,” cried Ghazal as Dawood’s hands began to squeeze her D-sized cup.

Licking his earlobe, Dawood said, “Ghazal baji, I’ve been crazy about your boobs since I was a boy.”

Ghazal was struggling to let go of her boobs but Dawood was a strong man. During the altercation, Ghazal slapped Dawood in the face. This increased Dawood’s aggression. He tore her shirt and ripped off her bra.

“Damn… those are some delicious jugs you have there” and Dawood began sucking Ghazal’s left breast and mauling her right one.

Dawood leaned Ghazal against the wall and grabbed her by both hands and lifted her over his head. Dawood’s face was on Ghazal’s boobs.

The slurping sounds of the Dawood’s mouth were heard as he defile Ghazal’s breasts. his lust was so big he couldn’t stop himself from biting her nipples and breast flesh.

Ghazal was groaning in pain when her own cousin attacked her. Dawood put his free hand on the elastic of Ghazal’s shalwar and dropped it from her thick buttocks.

Without delaying, he inserted his middle finger right into Ghazal’s pussy. Ghazal felt the air knocked out of her as the finger penetrated her cunt.

Sighing loudly, Ghazal couldn’t fight. Dawood laughed as he fucked her with his finger.

“You are a tight housewife. Your greedy husband only knows how to earn money but he doesn’t know how to satisfy a woman?”

Throwing her on the ground, Dawood grabbed Ghazal’s legs like scissors and positioned himself behind her. Keeping his shirt he took off his shorts. he wanted to save time today because he knew he was to breed her cousin.

Ghazal looked in horror at the veiny piece of meat erect between Dawood’s legs. Dawood’s cock was really pussy-torn. It was impossible for an innocent and housewife like Ghazal to take a cock as long as her arms and as thick as a tan can. Her small, delicate pussy was about to explode. Ghazal wanted to run away from the severe pain that was about to befall her. But this strong torment was written in his destiny.

As the head of Dawood’s black cock touched Ghazal’s cunt lips, she only said one word: “Please-no” before a sharp pain coursed through her body.

Dawood’s 10-inch beer can-thick veiny monster was inside Ghazal’s cunt.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh…. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… Pleeeaaaaaaaaase… AHHHHHHHHH…. YOU’RE TEARING ME APART… TAKE IT OUT… PLEAASSEE”

Ghazal’s pleads fell on deaf ears as Dawood began savagely fucking her. Waheed had never done this to her. He was always very gentle in love making but he hasn’t slept with her in more than two months. He would always come back tired from work.

Ghazal never felt something so big in her cunt. Waheed was handsome and had a good body but he wasn’t very good in bed mainly because his dick was only average in size. But Dawood, he knew how to fuck a woman and he was giving Ghazal the fucking she deserves.

There on the ground, like a whore, Ghazal was getting pounded from the side by her cousin, his big cock lodged deep inside her cunt, while he held Ghazal’s leg up in the air.

With the other hand Dawood held Ghazal’s face and insert his tongue in her mouth and french kiss her as Dawood’s cock pistoned inside Ghazal.

Ghazal’s big breasts still hurt from the biting but she could only concentrate on the pain in her pussy.

Dawood’s breath and his face were all over Ghazal’s face as his tongue invaded and ate her mouth.

The fucking was so violent that Ghazal was shaking all over the floor as the big hunk fucked her.

a few minutes later, Ghazal’s pussy dilated to accommodate her lover’s cock. And she began to moan uncontrollably.

As he kept fucking her hard and fats like a street slut, Dawood said: “You like that, Ghazal baji? you like feeling a real man inside you?”

Dawood grabbed Ghazal by the hair and made her all four. Now Dawood was climbing it from behind Ghazal like a bull climbing to breed a cow.

At that moment, if anyone passed in the lounge, he would see Ghazal on all fours getting fucked by a huge muscular man from behind.

Ghazal began shaking her head and biting her lips every time Dawood’s big cock hit her cervix.

Dawood’s muscular body was covered with sweat as he slapped Ghazal’s ass and played with her juggling boobs while she received the breeding like a mare moaning in ecstasy.

Thirty minute slater, Dawood’s body muscles tensed as he bellowed like a beast and ejected a huge amount of sperm inside Ghazal’s cunt. Then he fell on her kissing her neck.

Leaving her on the ground, Ghazal’s clothes shredded, cum running from her cunt, red bruises on her breasts, and sweat covering her heaving body.