Nisha nodded and carefully positioned her pussy hole on his dick. My wife was enough lubricated so that by holding Thakur's cock she could slide more than half of it in her love tunnel. But Thakur's tool was too big and before it was completely inside Nisha's tunnel, she had to wait to avoid pain. But Thakur from below gave a brutal thrust upwards and as his tool made its full entry into her pussy, Nisha screamed in pain as the meat baton invaded her tight pussy and she collapsed on his chest. Her state of trance was shattered, she came out of her hypnotic state. Looking around she knew what she was made to do so far. Suddenly she was dying in shame.

But Bade Thakur was not to let her go that easily till he had abused us in every possible way. So he ordered Nisha to ride on his dick immediately. Nisha started riding. Thakur had so positioned themselves on the bed that while riding Nisha directly faced me. I could see Thakur slapping her bums if she would slow down her riding speed.