Sexy Telugu housewife gets brutally screwed on first nightI walked into the dimly lit bar, looking for a good time. That's when I saw her - Telugu Aunty Gudda, sipping on a whiskey at the end of the bar. She was a stunning beauty, with curves that could stop traffic and a smile that could light up a room.
As I approached her, she looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on my cock before moving back up to my face. "You're not from around here, are you?" she asked, her voice husky and seductive.
I shook my head, feeling my dick jerked awake by her gaze. "Just passing through," I said, trying to sound casual despite the fact that my pants were suddenly feeling a little too tight.
Gudda raised an eyebrow, her gudda breasts heaving with amusement. "Well, you're in luck," she purred. "I'm not just any Telugu Aunty - I'm a professional."
Before I could ask what she meant, she leaned in and started wanking my cock through my pants. I was taken aback, but my ass was already screaming for more.
As we stumbled out of the bar and into her hotel room, things got real dirty, real fast. We jerked off together on the bed, our hands moving in perfect sync as we gave each other blowjobs like there was no tomorrow.
At one point, Gudda stopped and looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know what I love?" she asked, her voice dripping with sass. "I love when men think they can handle my gudda ass."
And then she proceeded to give me the most intense anal sex of my life, making me scream like a cock-starved animal.
As we lay there afterwards, panting and spent, Gudda leaned over and whispered in my ear, "You know what else I love? Telugu Aunty. It's all about the experience, baby."
I couldn't agree more.