The Rich Man

 

I studied until 10 in school and worked as a garment worker, but after 11 at night I had to lie under a lamppost on the road and start touching unknown vehicles to make up for the shortcomings at home. I didn't even know who my father was, and every day new fathers came to my mother, and those fathers touched me strangely, and when those fathers gave my mother a drink and secretly removed the cloth that was covering my breasts at night and put their tongues in my vagina, my body really started to blossom as my lust increased.

I reserved a place for myself in a place not too close to the town, surrounded by trees, in a slightly deserted area, because other people in the town had already made it their place.

I used to stand under the lamppost once or twice a week, but I started standing under the lamppost three or four times a week because I was so happy. Instead of finishing the work in two hours, I started going for two days with some gentlemen.

That day, a big white jeep stopped near me. It was new to me. I always wear a saree. I love the way the saree falls and the fun it makes. There were two people in the jeep. I got in from behind. As soon as I got in, a well-built gentleman, about 40-50 years old, dressed in white, came in and sat next to me. The vehicle started moving.

Since it always happens like this, I didn't feel scared. The vehicle drove off and parked a little off the road under a tree on a deserted road. The two men in front of the vehicle got out.

The gentleman was wearing a white saree and a shirt. As soon as they left, the gentleman pulled her underpants and came in. After doing so, the gentleman himself took off his shirt and left her in front of me without even a single thread. When I was about to take off my saree, the gentleman said, "No, don't take off the saree, let's put the thread aside and take off the top." The gentleman himself untied the slits in my thread and started unbuttoning the top buttons.

At that time, I held the gentleman's rod in my hand and gave it a good push and came up. The gentleman removed my top and unhooked the hook on my body, and my legs jumped out. The gentleman squeezed my thighs well with one hand and with the other hand, he put his hand under my saree and pulled my thighs off. Now I turned around and touched the rod. It was getting bigger little by little. I started to stroke it well. He did it up and down.

The husband lifted me up on my saree and asked me to lift my legs up and lean against the car door. Then the husband could see my pussy well. I did so. The husband looked at my pussy and took it in his hand. I squeezed it. The husband gently stroked my pussy with a finger. Little by little, two or three fingers were inserted. The speed increased. The husband lifted my legs and put his tongue on my pussy.

The husband spread his lips well and sent his tongue inside me, I felt it well. He pushed his tongue inside me well. He sucked the juice well. My pussy swelled and when I gave it to the husband, the husband licked it like crazy. I squeezed my pussy and sent it all over the husband's face once.

The gentleman started his cock near my labia and slowly lowered it inside. He was pounding it all the way down. The gentleman was pounding at maximum speed, making the whole car shake. The gentleman was spreading my pussy and pressing it inside. I was pushing it in and out. As the speed increased, the gentleman squeezed my two thighs and pushed his cock inside me.

The gentleman didn't talk much, but the gentleman's work was great. He fixed my saree and pulled me and honked the car horn, and the gentleman brought me back to where I was. On the way, the gentleman also gave me a bundle of money.

If I was on the road, the gentleman would always stop and pick me up.

I will do more with the gentleman.

Original ownership is not monthly.