tamil village aunty pundai

Village auntie's big-breasted rural sex affairI stepped off the bus and onto the dusty road of the tamil village, the heat and humidity enveloping me like a wet blanket. I was here on a mission to get laid, and I had heard that this place was full of willing participants. As I walked down the main street, I couldn't help but notice the beautiful women in saris, their pundai (curves) accentuated by the tight fabric. My dick jerked in my pants as I ogled them, my mind racing with all the possibilities. I stopped at a small tea shop and ordered a cup of chai, striking up a conversation with the barista, a stunning woman named Priya. She was friendly and chatty, and before long we were exchanging numbers and making plans to meet up later that night. As I lay in bed that evening, I couldn't help but think about all the dirty things I wanted to do to her. I wanked off to thoughts of her pundai, imagining it pressed against my cock as I gave her a blowjob. The next morning, Priya and I met up at a secluded spot on the outskirts of town. We spent hours getting to know each other, and before long we were naked and having anal sex in the dirt. It was intense and passionate, and I felt like I had finally found what I had been searching for all these years. As we lay there afterwards, Priya leaned over and whispered something in my ear. "You're a good cock," she said, her voice husky with desire. I smiled, feeling proud of myself. And then, without warning, she started to give me a blowjob, her mouth moving up and down my dick as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I came hard, feeling like I had reached new heights of pleasure. As we lay there afterwards, Priya leaned over and whispered something else in my ear. "You're a good pundai," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. I laughed, knowing that she was just joking around. But as we got dressed and prepared to leave, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. This whole thing had started out as a one-night stand, but now it felt like something more. And I wasn't sure if I was ready for that. As we walked back into town, I turned to Priya and said, "You know, I think I might be falling for you." She looked at me with a mixture of surprise and concern, and then she spoke up. "I'm not looking for anything serious," she said. "I just want to have some fun." And with that, our relationship was over before it had even begun. But as I watched her walk away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. Maybe I should have been more careful, or maybe I should have just let things go and not gotten attached. But in the end, it didn't matter. What mattered was that we had both found what we were looking for, even if it was just for a little while. And as I walked back to my hotel room, I couldn't help but think about all the dirty things we could have done together.