Indian sis gets brutally screwed in hardcore chudaiAs I lay on the bed, I couldn't help but think about the majboori me chudai that had been going on between my wife and her boss for months now. The thought of it made my blood boil with rage and jealousy. I decided to take matters into my own hands and confront them both. I stormed into the office where they were meeting, my cock twitching with anger. "What's going on here?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. My wife looked up at me with a mixture of guilt and fear in her eyes. "Honey, it's not what you think," she started to say, but I cut her off. "Don't lie to me, majboori me chudai is all I can see when I look at you two together," I spat, my anger boiling over. The boss looked taken aback by my outburst, but my wife just shook her head. "You're being unfair, you're not even giving us a chance to explain." I laughed, a harsh, bitter sound. "Explain? You think there's anything to explain? You've been wanking off behind my back for months, and now you expect me to just forgive it?" The boss looked at me with a mixture of disgust and pity on his face. "Sir, I think we should take this outside," he said, trying to intervene. But I was beyond reason. I grabbed my wife by the arm and jerked her towards me. "You're going to pay for what you've done," I hissed, my breath hot against her ear. As I pulled her out of the office, I could feel her struggling and squirming in my grip. But I didn't care. All I could think about was punishing her for her betrayal. When we got home, things only got worse. We ended up in a brutal anal sex session that left us both breathless and exhausted. As we lay there afterwards, my wife looked at me with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. I just shook my head. "Majboori me chudai is all I can see when I look at you," I repeated, my voice cold and hard. And with that, our marriage was over.

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