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Deepika recently went to the Golden Temple to offer her prayers. After she was done, she was getting ready to leave, when the media and her fans showed up outta nowhere and encircled her in the temple courtyard and didn’t want to leave her alone until she was ready to accept their demands. They demanded that she take off her sexy panties and give them a sneak peak of her beautiful celebrity pussy.
It was already dark and getting late. She had to return to her hotel room in Amritsar. She decided to do whatever it would take to drive off the annoying media and her fans. And if that meant taking off her undergarments, then so be it.
She reached down, untied the knot of her salwar, and in a few seconds her salwar came off. Her bare sexy legs came into full view. The grandpas sitting on nearby benches developed an instant erection under their trousers the moment they saw Deepika’s thunder thighs illuminated by the soft lights fitted in the temple courtyard. Never once had these grandpas seen such a pretty pair of limbs. Their wives were all fat and hideous, but Deepika’s body, no doubt, was crafted with special care, surely by some divine intelligence. That’s what these grandpas thought when they looked in her direction.
The actress felt more free, now that her salwar was gone. The mild breeze brushing against her made her somewhat relaxed amidst all the people. The media and fans encircling her were still not satisfied. They pointed between her legs and pleaded that it must come off too. Deepika knew she had to do it, or else she would be stranded there all night long amidst the crowd.
She rolled her eyes, gave a deep sigh, and dropped her lacey black panty on the floor. The people around her went haywire. Total chaos erupted as they all started fighting to get a hold of her discarded innerwear. A pervy grandpa found a gap in the crowd and managed to grab the material. He picked it up and looked carefully with his ageing eyes. He noticed some white sticky substance sticking to it. He realized that the Lord had certainly been kind to him after all. Without wasting a moment, he buried his head deep into Deepika’s discarded panty and started licking it like a hungry dog.
On the other hand, Deepika had zero clue about what happened to her panty or who picked it up after she discarded it. She was busy attending to the crowd with her raseeli chut totally exposed to them ... The media and her fans were all engaged in taking snapshots of her brown hole. They held onto their cameras with one hand, and with the other hand they were stroking their cocks vigorously, like crazy maniacs.
As Deepika stood there, she realized her hole was now dripping with her sticky cum but chose not to move much, or else the pictures wouldn’t turn out good.
A midget standing close by, noticed that Deepika was dripping really bad. He could clearly see the liquid glistening under the lights. And so, without sparing a second, this midget ran towards her. As he stood beside her, it was quite obvious that his head was only as high as Deepika's wet hole. He looked up at the sexy actress and found that she was busy looking at the cameras. Using this opportunity, the midget stuck his tongue out and slowly started to slurp all the pussy juices … It was sweet. It was salty. And it was certainly a thousand times better than all the lassi and naan he had been having all his miserable life. He licked and slurped every last drop of her juices.
While this was happening, Deepika felt something touching and fiddling with her hole below. She looked down and saw the culprit. Instead of resisting, she allowed him to carry on with his work ... She thought to herself: Man, who would’ve thought that the trip to the Golden Temple would turn out this interesting?
After a few hours, the media thanked her for her cooperation, and one by one all of them left the scene. Even the midget was gone now. She thought to herself, “I too must hurry to the hotel now. It’s already near midnight. That sissy hubby of mine must have dozed off by now from watching all the gay porn on his laptop. But where the heck is my salwar and panty?” That’s what crossed her mind.
After searching for several minutes, she couldn’t find them. So she finally plucked a few leaves from nearby trees, wrapped them around her private parts, and walked her way through the deserted streets back to her hotel, while her cum kept on dripping.
It was already dark and getting late. She had to return to her hotel room in Amritsar. She decided to do whatever it would take to drive off the annoying media and her fans. And if that meant taking off her undergarments, then so be it.
She reached down, untied the knot of her salwar, and in a few seconds her salwar came off. Her bare sexy legs came into full view. The grandpas sitting on nearby benches developed an instant erection under their trousers the moment they saw Deepika’s thunder thighs illuminated by the soft lights fitted in the temple courtyard. Never once had these grandpas seen such a pretty pair of limbs. Their wives were all fat and hideous, but Deepika’s body, no doubt, was crafted with special care, surely by some divine intelligence. That’s what these grandpas thought when they looked in her direction.
The actress felt more free, now that her salwar was gone. The mild breeze brushing against her made her somewhat relaxed amidst all the people. The media and fans encircling her were still not satisfied. They pointed between her legs and pleaded that it must come off too. Deepika knew she had to do it, or else she would be stranded there all night long amidst the crowd.
She rolled her eyes, gave a deep sigh, and dropped her lacey black panty on the floor. The people around her went haywire. Total chaos erupted as they all started fighting to get a hold of her discarded innerwear. A pervy grandpa found a gap in the crowd and managed to grab the material. He picked it up and looked carefully with his ageing eyes. He noticed some white sticky substance sticking to it. He realized that the Lord had certainly been kind to him after all. Without wasting a moment, he buried his head deep into Deepika’s discarded panty and started licking it like a hungry dog.
On the other hand, Deepika had zero clue about what happened to her panty or who picked it up after she discarded it. She was busy attending to the crowd with her raseeli chut totally exposed to them ... The media and her fans were all engaged in taking snapshots of her brown hole. They held onto their cameras with one hand, and with the other hand they were stroking their cocks vigorously, like crazy maniacs.
As Deepika stood there, she realized her hole was now dripping with her sticky cum but chose not to move much, or else the pictures wouldn’t turn out good.
A midget standing close by, noticed that Deepika was dripping really bad. He could clearly see the liquid glistening under the lights. And so, without sparing a second, this midget ran towards her. As he stood beside her, it was quite obvious that his head was only as high as Deepika's wet hole. He looked up at the sexy actress and found that she was busy looking at the cameras. Using this opportunity, the midget stuck his tongue out and slowly started to slurp all the pussy juices … It was sweet. It was salty. And it was certainly a thousand times better than all the lassi and naan he had been having all his miserable life. He licked and slurped every last drop of her juices.
While this was happening, Deepika felt something touching and fiddling with her hole below. She looked down and saw the culprit. Instead of resisting, she allowed him to carry on with his work ... She thought to herself: Man, who would’ve thought that the trip to the Golden Temple would turn out this interesting?
After a few hours, the media thanked her for her cooperation, and one by one all of them left the scene. Even the midget was gone now. She thought to herself, “I too must hurry to the hotel now. It’s already near midnight. That sissy hubby of mine must have dozed off by now from watching all the gay porn on his laptop. But where the heck is my salwar and panty?” That’s what crossed her mind.
After searching for several minutes, she couldn’t find them. So she finally plucked a few leaves from nearby trees, wrapped them around her private parts, and walked her way through the deserted streets back to her hotel, while her cum kept on dripping.
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Kajol was sick and tired of her hubby, who was always acting in pan masala commercials. She wanted her India to be clean, with no pan stains on the pavements or walls, and this could only be possible if today's young generation were properly made aware of the current evils in our society, including the littering and spitting that goes on daily, in the hearts of almost every Indian city.
She really wanted to raise awareness among young individuals when it comes to cleanliness, and what better way to do it than by starting a coaching class for postgraduate students. Not only would she help them in their higher studies, but she would also take a special class (at least once a week) where she would preach to her students on how to be responsible citizens ... Simply standing up during the national anthem isn't going to be enough. One must also keep the country clean. Only then you're a true patriot.
Since Kajol's hubby spends most of his time outdoors, shooting adverts and movies, and since her kids often goes for sleepovers at their friends' places, she pondered that she already have the whole house to herself and teaching students at her own home wouldn't be an issue.
After considering this, and in a few months' time, she finally set up a coaching class right in her spacious luxury bungalow. There was ample room in the living room for at least 12-15 students. And all of her students were adults and were in their early 20s.
There was one student named Akash, who often stayed in her class for extra hours since he had ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) and therefore Mrs. Kajol agreed to spend more time with this individual.
One evening, Akash was taking notes and, as usual, stayed late. Besides him, two other students were also in the room, deeply engrossed in their studies. Since it was the month of June, Mrs. Kajol was sweating profusely. She asked the students to finish their tasks and said she would be back shortly. She then retreated to her bedroom, shutting the door behind her, but forgot to lock it. She needed to change out of her sweaty saree and into a fresh one. The heat was clearly driving her insane.
Mrs. Kajol was gone for more than 15 minutes. Akash and the other two boys were waiting for her to return, when suddenly a sharp shriek pierced the air. They realized that it was their teacher screaming from the bedroom. Something must have frightened her, they thought. Akash ran towards that direction, with the other two students following behind him. Without hesitation, all three pushed the door open and rushed inside to help her. What they saw next left them stunned ... Mrs. Kajol stood in the middle of the bedroom, completely naked. She was trembling with fear, her eyes fixed on the bed, where a large, nasty spider was crawling slowly across the bedsheet.
She surely was in a shock from finding the bug on her bed, and didn't realize that her loyal students have barged into her room.
It took a few seconds for her to snap out of her spider shock, and that's when she made the discovery that she wasn't alone.
Three pair of eyes were devouring her mature exposed flesh with their pervy stares.
She yelled at them: "Get the fuck out of my room this instant" ... and at the same time tried desperately with her bare hands to hide her bushy pussy and the balloons hanging from her chest, but failed.
The boys stood there in disbelief, as if they've struck a goldmine. Never in their lives did they think they would come across a full2 nangi aunty, with such lovely assets.
They couldn't take their eyes off of her chunky thiccccc body, pumpkin-sized butt, monster thighs, and beautiful mammary glands that dangled in the air.
The boys started drooling like crazy upon seeing this gadraayi maal standing stark naked in her high heels, her palms barely covering her privates and a mixed expression of anger, confusion and embarresment was visible on this woman's face.
The time came when the boys couldn’t hold back any longer. One of them approached her from behind, grabbed her gol gaand, and jabbed a sharp pencil on her bubble butt. She flinched from the sudden attack ... Uiiiii Maaa.
The other boy picked up Mrs. Kajol's panty lying on the floor, stuffed it inside her mouth to filter out the screams, then got hold of a few strands of hair from between her legs, and yanked them hard, sometimes twisting them, while other times ripping them off one by one.
As this went on, she writhed in pain and couldn't believe that she was being molested in her own house ... Akash, on the other hand did not participate but stood at a distance, stroking his 2 inch cock.
As Mrs. Kajol's pubic hairs were being pulled, yanked and plucked off one by one in the most painful manner, the boy behind her found a vacuum cleaner hose lying in the corner. It was a cylindrical pipe-like object that is usually attached to vacuum cleaners. It was around 8 feet in length (taller than an average human).
Upon finding it, the boy parted Mrs. Kajol's fat butt and pushed the long hose straight into her butthole ... She jumped up in unbearable pain ... "Aaaayiiii gooooo" ... Tears started to roll down her cheeks from this brutal attack on her ass.
- - - - - - - - -
They didn't choose to have sex with her ... Nope ... That's what every other predator would do, and honestly, these boys find the whole idea of sex boring ... Instead, they wanted to inflict pain on this woman's private parts and derive sexual pleasure out of it.
Years of watching BDSM porn does this to the minds of individuals. Such people look for an opportunity, and when they find one, they don't hesitate to carry out such abominable acts. These two boys no doubt found the opportunity. And their prey was their own teacher.
Mrs. Kajol wanted to make better individuals out of today's youth, but little did she know, the sickness that has plagued and infiltrated the minds of today's young blood cannot be dispelled.
The two boys inserted various objects inside her tight butthole for hours. From shampoo bottles, to broom handle, to the handle of her son's cricket bat. They even grabbed a decorative statue and pushed its heavy headpiece into her sh!t hole, while she kept on weeping.
The torture went on for hours until it was dawn. The boys sure had one helluva party. The floor was smeared with Mrs. Kajol's poop, as it leaked out while they were pounding object after object into her rear hole, leaving her almost exhausted.
- - - - - - - - -
Five years have passed since this grim incident, and Mrs. Kajol still runs her coaching class. Now she gladly takes part in these acts, with her three favorite students. She now says that she loves being a slutty trashy MILF.
She really wanted to raise awareness among young individuals when it comes to cleanliness, and what better way to do it than by starting a coaching class for postgraduate students. Not only would she help them in their higher studies, but she would also take a special class (at least once a week) where she would preach to her students on how to be responsible citizens ... Simply standing up during the national anthem isn't going to be enough. One must also keep the country clean. Only then you're a true patriot.
Since Kajol's hubby spends most of his time outdoors, shooting adverts and movies, and since her kids often goes for sleepovers at their friends' places, she pondered that she already have the whole house to herself and teaching students at her own home wouldn't be an issue.
After considering this, and in a few months' time, she finally set up a coaching class right in her spacious luxury bungalow. There was ample room in the living room for at least 12-15 students. And all of her students were adults and were in their early 20s.
There was one student named Akash, who often stayed in her class for extra hours since he had ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) and therefore Mrs. Kajol agreed to spend more time with this individual.
One evening, Akash was taking notes and, as usual, stayed late. Besides him, two other students were also in the room, deeply engrossed in their studies. Since it was the month of June, Mrs. Kajol was sweating profusely. She asked the students to finish their tasks and said she would be back shortly. She then retreated to her bedroom, shutting the door behind her, but forgot to lock it. She needed to change out of her sweaty saree and into a fresh one. The heat was clearly driving her insane.
Mrs. Kajol was gone for more than 15 minutes. Akash and the other two boys were waiting for her to return, when suddenly a sharp shriek pierced the air. They realized that it was their teacher screaming from the bedroom. Something must have frightened her, they thought. Akash ran towards that direction, with the other two students following behind him. Without hesitation, all three pushed the door open and rushed inside to help her. What they saw next left them stunned ... Mrs. Kajol stood in the middle of the bedroom, completely naked. She was trembling with fear, her eyes fixed on the bed, where a large, nasty spider was crawling slowly across the bedsheet.
She surely was in a shock from finding the bug on her bed, and didn't realize that her loyal students have barged into her room.
It took a few seconds for her to snap out of her spider shock, and that's when she made the discovery that she wasn't alone.
Three pair of eyes were devouring her mature exposed flesh with their pervy stares.
She yelled at them: "Get the fuck out of my room this instant" ... and at the same time tried desperately with her bare hands to hide her bushy pussy and the balloons hanging from her chest, but failed.
The boys stood there in disbelief, as if they've struck a goldmine. Never in their lives did they think they would come across a full2 nangi aunty, with such lovely assets.
They couldn't take their eyes off of her chunky thiccccc body, pumpkin-sized butt, monster thighs, and beautiful mammary glands that dangled in the air.
The boys started drooling like crazy upon seeing this gadraayi maal standing stark naked in her high heels, her palms barely covering her privates and a mixed expression of anger, confusion and embarresment was visible on this woman's face.
The time came when the boys couldn’t hold back any longer. One of them approached her from behind, grabbed her gol gaand, and jabbed a sharp pencil on her bubble butt. She flinched from the sudden attack ... Uiiiii Maaa.
The other boy picked up Mrs. Kajol's panty lying on the floor, stuffed it inside her mouth to filter out the screams, then got hold of a few strands of hair from between her legs, and yanked them hard, sometimes twisting them, while other times ripping them off one by one.
As this went on, she writhed in pain and couldn't believe that she was being molested in her own house ... Akash, on the other hand did not participate but stood at a distance, stroking his 2 inch cock.
As Mrs. Kajol's pubic hairs were being pulled, yanked and plucked off one by one in the most painful manner, the boy behind her found a vacuum cleaner hose lying in the corner. It was a cylindrical pipe-like object that is usually attached to vacuum cleaners. It was around 8 feet in length (taller than an average human).
Upon finding it, the boy parted Mrs. Kajol's fat butt and pushed the long hose straight into her butthole ... She jumped up in unbearable pain ... "Aaaayiiii gooooo" ... Tears started to roll down her cheeks from this brutal attack on her ass.
- - - - - - - - -
They didn't choose to have sex with her ... Nope ... That's what every other predator would do, and honestly, these boys find the whole idea of sex boring ... Instead, they wanted to inflict pain on this woman's private parts and derive sexual pleasure out of it.
Years of watching BDSM porn does this to the minds of individuals. Such people look for an opportunity, and when they find one, they don't hesitate to carry out such abominable acts. These two boys no doubt found the opportunity. And their prey was their own teacher.
Mrs. Kajol wanted to make better individuals out of today's youth, but little did she know, the sickness that has plagued and infiltrated the minds of today's young blood cannot be dispelled.
The two boys inserted various objects inside her tight butthole for hours. From shampoo bottles, to broom handle, to the handle of her son's cricket bat. They even grabbed a decorative statue and pushed its heavy headpiece into her sh!t hole, while she kept on weeping.
The torture went on for hours until it was dawn. The boys sure had one helluva party. The floor was smeared with Mrs. Kajol's poop, as it leaked out while they were pounding object after object into her rear hole, leaving her almost exhausted.
- - - - - - - - -
Five years have passed since this grim incident, and Mrs. Kajol still runs her coaching class. Now she gladly takes part in these acts, with her three favorite students. She now says that she loves being a slutty trashy MILF.
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