Busty Milf Entertains her Tax Consultant – Part 5

Hello once again to all the lusty and horny readers of this wonderful platform. This story of an exotic massage is the continuation of my previous story ‘Busty MILF Entertains Her Tax Consultant – Part 4.’ Hope you all loved the previous parts of the story. I’ll continue to narrate the story in the horny Milf Mini’s words.

It was 4 in the evening, and we already had four sessions of lovemaking, and we needed a break. I enjoyed each and every moment with Mr. X. But the last session of anal was a bit painful, and my hips and ass were paining. I could not walk properly and was not in a good mood because of the pain.

Anyway, bearing the pain, I got ready. I was wearing a transparent red saree below my waist and a sleeveless blouse showing a major portion of my back. My navel was also visible from the transparent saree. My hairs were open and clean armpits.

I applied kajal in my eyes, and a nose pin could make any man lose his senses as they see me. My love was wearing a short shirt and jeans with a bracelet in his hand and a muffler. He was looking damn cool.

We went to the local ice cream parlor and treated ourselves to ice cream. We both ate ice cream from a single cup. The people around there watched us making love in the open public, but we both didn’t care.

After enjoying the ice cream, we went to the nearby mall. He gifted me a deep black neck-cut sleeveless gown. I gifted him a photo chain watch so that he can always keep my photo with himself.  Initially, it was started as a repayment of his consultancy fees for his services. But I now I started a liking for him.

When we returned to the hotel room, the room was back to normal. We asked housekeeping to make the room ready again. I was not ready for another session at the moment. I sat before the dressing table and dropped my pallu.

I was sitting in front of the mirror and the reflection of my 36D sized wrapped blouse. Mr. X came near me and rested his face on my shoulder. I held his cheeks and was looking in the mirror and kissed him in his cheeks. At the next moment, he untied the knot of my blouse and the hook of my bra.

My boobs just jumped out of the compressed borders. We both were looking into the mirror. He admired my boobs, saying that God has gifted me with something special. I replied, “Yes, God has gifted me something special, and that is you,” and again kissed his cheeks.

He looked into my eyes, and I stood up. He was standing behind me, and I was leaning against him. I was not wearing anything on my upper body. He was caressing his face at the back.

He was smooching my shoulder and was moving his hand around my upper body. Sometimes pressing my boobs, sometimes pinching my nipples, and sometimes inserting his finger in my navel. I was just going with the flow and was breathing heavily and moaning softly. I was wet down.

His sense of teasing was intense. I was feeling the orgasm. He then turned me around and looked into my eyes. We both were looking into each other’s eyes and were exchanging our breaths. It was escalating our sexual stimulus inside our veins.

I opened his shirt, and he voluntarily opened his trouser. I was looking down just then. He slowly and softly started kissing my lips. He pushed me to the table and pulled down my saree and petticoat. I was lying on the table in my panty. He took out the red wine bottle from his bag and kept it beside me.

He said, “Your body must be tired and in need of a massage.” The idea of getting a massage from red wine by my loved one just excited me. He poured little wine over my boobs and started massaging them. He was rolling his hand over my boobs again and again and rolling his index finger around my nipples.

I was losing control over myself. He then dropped some drops of wine on my navel and started rubbing my stomach. He started licking my navel and playing with his tongue. He dimmed the light and started playing soft romantic music. I was not in my senses by then.

I was just lying down on the table, and he was casting his magical spell through his fingers upon my body. After massaging my boobs and stomach, he turned me upside down, and he sat on the table and started massaging my back.

I was moaning, and my pussy was wet. I had reached orgasm. He came a little down and slapped my ass hard. The slap was so hard that it broke my sexual hangover, but I loved his manly touch.

He then poured wine on my ass and started slapping it. The room was filled with slapping sounds. It was painful and irritating, and I was not even enjoying it. He then inserted his finger into my asshole and started rubbing my asshole rims.

It was relaxing and satisfying. He then licked my asshole and also put his face into my ass. It was fun. Now he turned me around and poured wine upon my thighs. He was teasing me by not going directly into my pussy. He dropped the wine upon my thighs and was moving his finger slowly upon my thighs.

It was the most sexually sensitive point in my body. I was like a fish out of water. I couldn’t resist his teasing anymore but was helpless.

After teasing and licking my thighs, he finally came to the pussy. He poured the wine and drank the wine mixed with my love juices. It was a mesmerizing feeling. He has massaged my clitoris so smoothly that all the pain had gone.

He massaged both the inner and outer clitoris, and it was relaxing. He was casting his magical spell with the wine and his fingers. I was not in my senses. He then laid down on the table and made me sat upon his dick.

I didn’t felt any pain when he inserted his tool into my pussy. It was already lubricated with the wine, my bodily love juices, and his saliva. He just applied with full force a shot on my pussy, and I jumped.

He gave a naughty smile and started pressing my boobs. I started jumping myself and enjoying the cowgirl position. He was lying down on the table like a lazy ass holding my hip with one hand and one boob with his other hand.

The on top of the table encounter lasted for few minutes. We both reached the orgasm, and he remained at the table, and I went to bed. I was out of breath, and it was quite intense and fast on top. I gathered some energy, gulped a small drink of red wine

I slept, keeping my head on his chest.  His body smell was erotic, and we both were into each other’s arms with dim light and soft music in the background.

Hope you all loved the experience. What happened after the sensational exotic massage experience will be shared in the next part. Till then, please read the previous parts of the story too and revert your feedback via mail or hangout at [email protected] and [email protected]

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