Chapter 3: Morning Quickie, Meeting Leak & Saree Creampie
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Chapter 3: Morning Quickie, Meeting Leak & Saree Creampie
Shalini woke up at 6 AM. Her body ached — Rahul’s 8-inch c**k had stretched her p***y and ass all night. She smiled in the mirror.
"Today… no panties."
She chose a red silk saree. Tight blouse. No bra. n*****s poked through the fabric.
She reached office by 7:30 AM. Rahul’s cabin door was ajar.
He was on a call. Shirt sleeves rolled up. Muscles flexed.
Shalini locked the main door. Walked in.
"Meeting in 30 minutes, Sir," she whispered.
Rahul ended the call.
"Lock my door too."
Click.
He stood. Pulled her pallu down.
Red blouse. Hard n*****s.
He pinched one.
Shalini moaned.
"Desk. Now."
She bent over his mahogany desk.
Saree lifted to waist.
Bare ass. Wet p***y.
Rahul unzipped.
8 inches sprang out — already dripping precum.
He rubbed the tip on her slit.
"Ready for morning creampie?"
"Yes, Sir… fill me."
First thrust — deep.
Shalini bit her lip to muffle scream.
He grabbed her hair. Pulled back.
Pounded hard.
Desk shook. Files fell.
Her 36D boobs bounced out of blouse.
He reached under, squeezed.
Pinched n*****s.
"Faster… harder!" she begged.
10 minutes of raw f*****g.
Her juices dripped on the floor.
Rahul’s balls slapped her c**t.
She came first — p***y clenched tight.
Body shook.
Juices squirted.
Rahul didn’t stop.
Flipped her around.
Lifted her on desk.
Legs wide.
Entered again — missionary on desk.
Knock knock.
"Shalini? Team meeting in 5!"
Panic.
But Rahul smirked.
"Keep going."
He f****d faster.
Her saree bunched at waist.
Blouse open.
Tits bouncing.
"I'm cumming!" he growled.
Hot creampie #1 — deep inside.
Rope after rope.
Filled her womb.
He pulled out.
Cum leaked down her thighs.
She pulled saree down — c*m-soaked.
Walked to meeting room.
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**MEETING ROOM DRAMA**
10 people.
Shalini sat opposite Rahul.
Her thighs sticky.
Cum still leaking.
She crossed legs — squish.
Rahul started presentation.
But under table — his foot rubbed her ankle.
She bit pen.
Tried to focus.
Mid-meeting, she felt it.
Warm c*m sliding down.
Dropped on chair.
She shifted.
Splat.
Colleague Ritu noticed.
"Shalini, you okay? You’re sweating."
Shalini smiled.
"AC issue."
Rahul texted her:
*“Go to restroom. Now.”*
She excused herself.
Restroom.
Locked stall.
Lifted saree.
Cum everywhere.
She scooped some.
Licked finger.
Tasted him.
Rahul entered.
"Couldn’t wait."
Pushed her against wall.
Saree up again.
Second round — standing doggy.
Mirror reflection: her face in pleasure.
He slapped ass.
"f**k me pregnant," she whispered.
He pounded.
10 minutes.
Creampie #2 — overflowing.
Cum ran down her legs like a river.
Back to meeting.
She sat.
Cum pooled under her.
Rahul ended meeting early.
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**CABIN ROUND 3**
Back in cabin.
Rahul locked door.
"Strip. Keep saree."
Shalini removed blouse.
Tits out.
Saree tied low — below navel.
He pushed her on sofa.
69 position.
She sucked his c**k — c*m + her juice mix.
He ate her p***y — creampie cleanup.
Tongue deep.
She came again.
Then — cowgirl.
She rode him.
Saree flying.
Tits in his face.
He sucked n*****s.
Bit.
Marked her.
"I'm close!"
"c*m inside… make me pregnant!"
Final creampie #3 — hottest, thickest.
She collapsed on him.
Cum bubbled out.
Soaked the sofa.
Rahul kissed her.
"Every morning. Like this."
Shalini nodded.
"Your c*m… my breakfast."
She dressed.
Saree wet.
Blouse inside out.
Walked out — smiling.
Cum trail behind her.
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