Manasi obediently went to the bathroom, changed and emerged. Wow! What a look! She was practically naked! Both her boobs ballooned out of her bra almost fully except for the nipples. Below the black skirt hardly covered her naked pussy! I was preparing her for the dammed servant!
“Ashraful will come now” she protested. “So what?” I replied, “you think he hasn’t seen a woman?” “he has three wives” I added to convince her. “Three?” she muttered with wide eyes knowing the truth for the first time. “But I feel shy, I am almost naked.” “Come on babe, be a sport” I consoled her.
Just then Ashraful entered the room. His mouth opened wide to see her like that and I pretended to be engrossed in a book. Manasi was standing before him showing him everything and I could see his eyes roam over her body lewdly. It was apparent that he loved to see her so obscenely dressed.
“Memsaab, can you come to the kitchen? I have to show you something,” he was inviting naked Manasi to see her well. “You go to the kitchen” I ordered her and don’t disturb me I will sleep now I’m tired,” I said. “Ashraful, see that you learn where what is kept in the kitchen, Manasi will show you.” “ji Saabji jaroor” “Come memsaab” he ordered her and she obediently followed him out of the room.
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I followed an instant later. I heard the kitchen door being locked from inside, but I knew from where I could peep in.
Ashraful did not waste even a minute on formalities. The big guy was behind her, his hands thrust under her arms cupping the exposed breasts. He was pulling her onto his front. I was sure his cock was firmly wedged between her buttocks. His face was dazed. The feel of her big soft boobs were maddening him immensely. It had all happened quite suddenly, I could make out from a look at Manasi’s startled wide-eyed face. She had not imagined that the servant would do this.
“Ashrafulji (she called him that out of respect for a man as old as her father), what are you doing?” she gasped, unable to fathom what was happening
“Memsaab just keep still, let us enjoy” he gasped, running his palms over the flair of her breasts. “Please don’t do this” Manasi begged.
“I can’t leave you Memsaab, you are so beautiful and from the first day I saw these balls I knew I had to make them mine.” He muttered through clenched teeth.
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Her hands crept up to her chest, trying to dislodge his hands while her ears were turning red in shame. Hard as she tried she could hardly move within his massive gorilla-like arms.
It was impossible to dislodge his huge hands. At first he felt the size, shape and smoothness of her big boobs then he started to knead them with more power.
The pressure increased as his animal instincts got aroused and Manasi started to moan. Though she did not want to make a noise the sounds came instinctively, as rough mature hands vulgarly groped her full tender balls.
“Saab is there in the house” I heard her mutter under her gasping breaths. So! It meant if I was not there she would let him do it! The black guy was exciting her expertly.
Soon her hands fell to her sides as she offered her boobs to him freely. Seeing a quick abject surrender, Ashraful was overjoyed and in a quick move he ripped off the bra she was wearing so that her naked breasts bounced out into his waiting palms. He threw the bra on the floor. He held her wrists and guided them behind his head.
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Manasi was now standing with arms raised and both her naked boobs thrust upwards defiantly, the grape-like nipples rising erect because of the crude fondling. Now he could hold them freely. “That’s better Memsaab” he grinned at her, pleased.
“These are lovely, Memsaab” he hissed, digging his black pudgy fingers into the soft raised mounds. “This is how I want you” he blurted. “Give them to me…. Aaaaah” Her boobs were now at his mercy. “Slowly please…” she begged. Instead he molested them harder making her cry out. “You need good massage, Memsaab, to keep them fit” he cried, “ and I will help you every day to keep them in shape.
Besides you are not a small girl you are a woman and you have to give me a feel of your balls like this” he exclaimed. “Am I right?” he asked her. She was quiet. “Answer me! I like a talking partner.” “Yeees” Manasi replied helplessly. “Will you give them to me for daily massage, Memsaab?” he asked her. I heard her whisper a “Yes.”
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