Chapter 589: Cheating Thick Indian Wife Lose To Desire

I smiled darkly as I was between Maya’s thighs. Soft, wet heat still coated my lips and chin from the long, deep licks I had just given her. She looked at me with a lustful expression. Dark eyes met mine over the top of the phone, full of the same hungry knowledge we both shared.

She knew she wasn’t going anywhere. Thick thighs stayed spread wide in my hands. The plump, glistening lips of her pussy remained fully exposed only inches from my face while she continued the call.

It had been more than a year since he held Maya in his arms. Soft emotion cracked through the speaker. The distance and the endless visa delays had clearly worn him down. He spoke like a husband who still believed his wife and daughter were waiting faithfully for the day they could all be together again.

But he didn’t need to worry. His wife was in good and strong hands. My fingers stayed locked around the soft undersides of Maya’s thick thighs, keeping her folded and open. The rich scent of her pussy still filled every breath I took.

Asha stood quietly nearby in only her T-shirt and damp panties, already pregnant with my child, watching her mother smile sweetly at the father who had no idea what had become of both of them.

The husband on the other side of the world continued speaking soft, loving words while the woman he missed kept her legs spread for someone else, her body already claimed, her future already rewritten.

"Honey, I need to go. Can we talk later?" Maya said, controlling her moans as I was licking her pussy like a starving man. Soft, wet folds parted under the steady pressure of my tongue.

I dragged long, greedy strokes from her entrance up to her clit, then back down again, refusing to give her even a second of relief. Her thick thighs trembled in my hands while she kept the phone raised and her expression carefully composed for the camera.

"Babe, are you sure you are okay? You seem different," Maya’s husband said.

He knew his wife was acting a lot different, and how could she not? I was eating her pussy while she talked to her husband like she was a good wife. Soft concern filled the tinny speaker.

The man on the other side of the world could hear the slight break in her breath and see the flush on her cheeks, but he still had no idea what was happening between her spread legs.

"Yeah... everything’s all right, honey. I’m just tired... ahhh..." Maya said as I put a finger in her pussy.

Soft, tight walls clenched around the single digit as I pushed it deep and curled it upward. I kept licking her clit at the same time, tongue and finger working together while she forced another sweet, reassuring smile for the camera.

"Where is Asha? I need to talk to her," he said. Soft fatherly longing carried clearly through the speaker. He still believed his daughter was simply settling into a new city with her mother.

"Asha is a little busy with decorating her room right now. You know how serious she gets about all those things," Maya lied, as she didn’t want to let her husband talk to Asha yet.

I looked at Asha, pulling my face up from her mother’s pussy. My lips were glistening with her juices that just leaked. Thick, clear wetness coated my mouth and chin.

Maya was getting more aroused talking to her husband while I did all these nasty things to her. Soft, broken breaths left her throat faster now. Her hips shifted restlessly against my hand even as she kept the phone steady.

"We’ll talk later, honey. Bye." Maya hung up the call suddenly, without even saying a proper goodbye to her husband. The screen went dark. The loving, patient man on the other side was cut off mid-thought.

"Oh Sir... ahhh... fuck me roughly, please," Maya moaned as she lost to desire. Talking to her husband on the phone while I played with her body made her lose every bit of self-consciousness.

The good-wife mask she had worn for the entire call shattered the moment the phone screen went black. Now only the needy, claimed woman remained, looking down at me with dark, lust-filled eyes, already begging for the thick cock that had put a baby in her daughter and would soon do the same to her.

I took the phone from Maya’s hand and put it on the side of the sofa, then I stood up in front of her. My cock was already hanging heavy and leaking precum just from hearing Maya’s controlled moans.

Thick, clear fluid beaded at the tip and slowly dripped down the underside of the shaft. The heavy weight of it swayed slightly as I rose to my full height between her still-spread legs.

I quickly removed my shirt and pants fully and got naked. Soft fabric hit the floor in a careless pile. Bare skin met the cool apartment air. My cock stood fully hard and thick, the head already glistening, the veins along the shaft standing out clearly as I stepped back between Maya’s open thighs.

"Asha, your mother is so needy right now. I think I need to cum in her," I said as I put my rock-hard, massive cock on Maya’s pussy and started rubbing it, while she held her legs open.

.Soft, wet folds parted under the heavy pressure of the tip. I dragged the thick head up and down her slit slowly, coating myself in the juices that had already leaked from all the licking and fingering. Maya’s hands stayed behind her knees, keeping her thick thighs folded back and spread wide for me.

"Ahhh... yeah... I missed it so much," Maya moaned just from my cock head on her motherly pussy lips.

Her hips lifted slightly off the sofa cushion, chasing more contact against the heavy, hot flesh of my cock.