I suddenly moved away from her and in a stern tone said, “We have to put the screws back. You hold the board while I fix the screws”.

I didn’t wait for her answer. I held the switchboard in its place and said, “Hold it like this” and she took my place, her stomach pressed against the sink, her hands raised up to hold the board.

I moved behind her. Prema was exactly my height and I completely engulfed her whole behind with my full body. There was an audible gasp from her but I did not care. I kept closing in on her, my face side by side with her face, chest pressed fully against her back, and oh, my dick against her soft, warm behind. I wore a lungi and had not bothered to put a brief on it. I brought my left leg to her side and was immediately rewarded with the feel of my dick settling snugly against her ass. And it started to grow.

I took a screw in my right hand and reached out. My left hand held the sink edge for support and I moved it, brushing against her left boob and leaving it there. I inserted the screw at the top corner and turned a couple of threads with my hand. Prema never uttered a word and stood holding the board in place with both hands, as if her life depended on it. My dick was making a valid point and I brushed her soft boob some more.

I intentionally dropped the next screw into the sink as if by accident and in an irritated manner searched for it in the dim light. Both my hands moved all over her hips and as I rubbed against her bare waist fold, I felt a surge inside. She grew stiff. Not a good sign. I immediately found the screw and quickly inserted it, giving it a hand tight, but not before rubbing the bare flesh of her hands with my hand all over, my chin on her neck, and my warm breath on her cheeks and ears.

I pressed my lips and kissed her neck deeply. I stayed that way for some time. Then with a sigh, fitted the third screw. I again dropped the fourth screw, this time on the floor, or so I pretended. I went down, my dick rubbing her ass and thighs, and lowered myself, my face pressed against her ass, inhaling deeply the faintly sweet aroma emanating from her honey pot, and started searching.

I rubbed all over her feet, she had such dainty small feet for her height and as I reached into the space below the sink counter with my right hand, I reached up inside her saree and petticoat and grabbed just above her knees, as if for support. As I kept searching, I kept reaching higher and held her bare thigh at the place where her both legs join. And gently squeezed.

I fitted the last screw with my lips over her cheeks. I pressed my mouth over her ears and gave the lobes a gentle bite. Then I took the screwdriver and tightened the screws one by one. As the last one got finished, she put her hands down. I pressed my lips on the bare flesh of her back and licked upwards to her neck. I ground my dick into her ass, circled her waist, raised my hands up inside her sari fold, covered both her boobs over her blouse with my palms, and gave one long squeeze, starting gently and applying more pressure. At the same time, I sunk my teeth into her neck. Prema moaned out aloud.

I suddenly moved away from her. As she turned to me flustered, I said in my usual attitude, “Switch on the mains”.

She adjusted her saree and silently walked out. Lights came on and she returned.

“Check the mixie”, I told her. She plugged in and switched it on. The mixie came to life with a sudden whirring sound. She switched off the mixie and remained to show her back to me. Then she turned.

I grabbed her head, pulled her to me, and kissed her roughly on her lips. I sucked on her juicy lower lip, bit it, forced her mouth open, and lashed her mouth with my tongue, searching for hers. Finding it, I battled with it and pulled it into my mouth while my other hand raised her saree along with the petticoat from behind. With both hands on her bare ass cheeks, I pulled her groin towards me. Reaching up, I pulled her panties down, pushing them to her knees and they slid down. My lungi, I got rid of it in a flash.

I bunched up her saree and petticoat, lifted her, and made her sit on the kitchen counter. I pulled her to the edge and moved in between her legs. Holding her thighs open, I probed randomly and found her pussy lips, moist and warm. Wasting no time, I pushed in. Another push and another push with force, I was inside her.

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