Adultery MRS. RENU MADHAVI. IPS

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[SJ017]

Wow I love lady IPS story. Make Renu's character very arrogant and dominating and then she will be defeated and humiliated slowly by a criminal. You have used a lady police image from Telugu movie Red with Nivetha Pethuraj as lady police...by the end of the movie she is totally fooled by the hero.

 

[Syamala_39]

Wow I love lady IPS story. Make Renu's character very arrogant and dominating and then she will be defeated and humiliated slowly by a criminal. You have used a lady police image from Telugu movie Red with Nivetha Pethuraj as lady police...by the end of the movie she is totally fooled by the hero.

Thank you.

 

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Kabir dropped off Renu Madhavi at her house after nine in the evening. Renu Madhavi entered the house feeling tired from work stress. Mukundan had already prepared dinner for them. Renu Madhavi went to take a shower.

As she turned on the water, she did not bother to rub her body. Her mind was consumed by thoughts of the murders, which also plagued Dr. Roshan Shameer. She recalled the last encounter with him, feeling helpless as she stood naked in front of him. Despite being drugged, she remembered his rough fingers touching the mole on her pubic area. Prior to that incident, she always kept herself clean and shaved. However, after escaping from him, she began trimming and concealing the mole within her hair.

She ran her fingers over her pussy lips, feeling the warmth and pleasure building inside her. Her mind filled with thoughts of passion and desire as she gently rubbed her clit, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. With a soft moan, she slid two fingers inside, feeling the intense pleasure coursing through her. Despite the shower water cascading down around her, she couldn't help but lose herself in the moment. With a satisfied smile, she finished her shower feeling refreshed and alive, ready to take on the day with a renewed sense of joy and pleasure.

After taking a refreshing shower, she slipped into a comfortable nightie and joined Rama and Mukundan for dinner. They chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company. After finishing the delicious meal, she called her son Dinesh to check in on him. They talked about his studies and caught up on other things. Dinesh reassured her that he was doing well and getting along with others. It was a heartwarming conversation that filled her with joy and pride.

Time was half past ten. Renu Madhavi couldn't sleep. She saw Mukundan sleeping beside her. She turned towards him and put her hand inside his shorts. She started to play with his sleeping dick. She pulled down his shorts and gently bit the tip of his dick. Mukundan moaned and pressed her head down towards his dick. Renu Madhavi held his dick in her hand and pulled back the foreskin, licking the pink tip. She circled her tongue around it like licking a lollipop. Mukundan woke up and turned on the light. He spread his legs apart for her. Renu Madhavi sucked his penis passionately to make it hard enough to penetrate her aroused vagina. Mukundan murmured, "Mmm, baby suck me hard dear... suck my balls, bite my penis... my naughty inspector suck me... harder... harder... suck."



Renu Madhavi did as he liked. She licked his erect dick and passionately licked his hairy balls. His dick started to release precum. Renu Madhavi took her mouth off his dick. Renu Madhavi, " Mukund your cow girl is ready to take your inside comedown and fuck my horny pussy, fill my pussy with your hot cum. "

Mukundan got down from the bed, he pulled up her nightie over her head. Renu Madhavi stood in her chimmies, Mukundan hugged her from behind, his hardened dick pressed between her fleahy ass cheeks. He put one hand inside her chimmies squeezed her thick nipples , other hand let played on her ass. He slapped and pinched her ass, tried his best to bring her slutty perception out.



Renu Madhavi bent herself on the edge of the bed. She held the bed and showed her ripe ass widened to her husband. Mukundan spit some saliva on his hand and applied it on his dick. He rubbed her pussy lips with one hand, he felt her wet pussy lips, then he placed himself between her legs then rammed his dick inside her lovely wet pussy in one thrust. Renu Madhavi, " fuck..... its hot and tight, fuck ...... fuck......fuck...... fuck me ....mmmmmmhhhhhhaaaa"
Mukundan held her hips with his both hands and thrusted his heavy strokes inside her pussy.
Renu Madhavi moaned and groaned with exvitement and encouraged him to ramm her pussy faster and faster....
Mukundan bent over her back and crushed her boobs madly and pumped his iron rod like dickin her pussy in and out. His hands moved down on her navel and went further down on her hairy moud. His fingers caressed her hair and he held the mole on her mound. He kneeded it with two fingers, he knew it will drive her crazy. Meantime Renu Madhavi's mind went to Dr. Roshan Shameer. She imagined his fingers on her mole and she turned on like a sex maniac.



She pulled herself from Mukundan. She laid him on the bed and climbed on top of him. She held his dick in her hand and sat on it. In one thrust her pussy lips swallowed his thick meat and she rided his pole like a real pornstar cowgirl. Her boobs jumped up and down, she pounded his dick madly. Both grunted and moaned loudly and Renu Madhavi continued fucking him......
" HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU MUMMY" the bedroom door was open instantly and Rama entered the room holding a cake with a candle on it.

Renu Madhavi pulled herself away from Mukundan and grabbed a bedsheet to cover herself. However, it was too late. Mukundan was helplessly naked in front of their daughter, and as Renu Madhavi moved away from him, he ejaculated in the air. Renu Madhavi helped him cover himself with the bedsheet, hiding his half-erect penis from Rama's view, and asked, "Oh, Rama, didn't you knock on the door?" Rama replied, "Oh, Maa, don't you lock the door when you're with your husband?" Rama laughed at them and placed the cake on the bed, lighting the candle and wishing her mom a happy birthday as a cowgirl. Renu Madhavi cut the cake and fed Rama a piece, who then fed her mom. Mukundan sat shyly in front of his daughter, his bare ass visible as he covered himself with the bedsheet. He quickly grabbed his clothes from the floor and rushed to the toilet. Renu Madhavi got off the bed, put on her nightie, and Rama hugged her, calling her a hot cowgirl. Renu Madhavi hugged Rama back, feeling her hot body through the thin nightie. Rama looked into her mom's eyes and kissed her on the lips.

Rama teased with a mischievous grin, "Wow, Mom, I didn't know you were such a wild cowgirl! Riding Dad like that—looked like a scene straight out of one of those adult movies. Happy birthday, but next time, maybe lock the door so I don't get a free show!" Renu Madhavi blushed deeply, laughing awkwardly, "Rama, stop it! That's not funny. Your father and I were just... um, celebrating privately." Mukundan called out from the toilet, his voice muffled and embarrassed, "Rama, please, let's forget this ever happened. And yes, happy birthday to your mom—now can we all just eat the cake?" Rama giggled, cutting another slice and handing it to her mom, "Oh come on, Dad, you looked like you were enjoying the ride! Mom, you're seriously hot—teach me your moves someday. But seriously, that was epic. Best birthday surprise ever, even if it was accidental!" Renu Madhavi shook her head, smiling despite herself, "You're impossible, Rama. Just promise you won't tell anyone about this." Rama winked, "My lips are sealed... unless I need blackmail material later!" Mukundan emerged from the toilet, now dressed, his face still red as a tomato, "Rama, if you ever bring this up again, no more allowance for a month! And Renu, happy birthday—sorry about the, uh, interruption." Rama burst into laughter, "Dad, you shot like a fountain! Classic. Mom, you're my hero—balancing IPS duties and being a total boss in bed. Here's to more 'private celebrations'!" Renu Madhavi playfully swatted Rama's arm, "Enough, young lady! Let's just enjoy the cake before I arrest you for teasing an officer." The three shared a laugh, the awkwardness easing into family warmth as they finished the cake, with Rama sneaking in a few more jabs like, "Next year, I'll bring earplugs just in case," turning the mortifying moment into a hilarious family memory.

After the cake was cut, Renu Madhavi went to sleep. The following morning, Mukundan woke her up with a surprise gift. Renu Madhavi opened the gift and saw that it was a saree with a designer blouse. It had a big opening in the front, and she couldn't use it with a bra. She tried to avoid wearing it.



Renu Madhavi was initially hesitant about wearing the saree with the designer blouse due to the revealing nature of the outfit. However, Mukundan's persistence and heartfelt requests eventually persuaded her to change her mind. Despite her reservations, Renu Madhavi decided to trust Mukundan's judgment and wore the outfit to the station. The surprise gift turned out to be a symbol of their strong bond and understanding of each other's preferences, making the moment even more special for the couple.

While preparing for the day, Renu Madhavi received a call from Joseph notifying her of another deceased individual found near the woods. In a professional manner, Renu Madhavi instructed Joseph to send the location to both herself and Kabir, stating that she would arrive at the scene within twenty minutes.

As she heard a vehicle pull up outside her residence, Renu Madhavi bid farewell to Rama and Mukundan before focusing her attention on the matter at hand. Stepping outside, she was met by Kabir, who displayed a sense of admiration and respect towards her as he opened the car door for her. Kabir's eyes widened slightly at the sight of her in the elegant yet revealing saree, his gaze lingering a moment too long on the subtle curve of her figure before he quickly averted it, his cheeks flushing under his beard. He thought to himself, "God, she looks like a goddess today—those curves, that confidence. If only I could tell her how she haunts my dreams since that rescue." He cleared his throat, masking his inner turmoil with professionalism.

Addressing Kabir with authority, Renu Madhavi inquired if he had received the information from Joseph, to which he confirmed and stated that he was en route to the location. The two maintained a professional demeanor as they swiftly made their way to the crime scene, with Kabir driving cautiously yet efficiently. As the car bumped along the road, Kabir stole glances at her reflection in the rearview mirror, his mind racing with forbidden thoughts: the way her pallu draped just so, hinting at the softness beneath, made his heart pound like a drum. He gripped the steering wheel tighter, his hairy arms tensing, imagining what it would be like to hold her, to feel that authority yield to passion. "Focus, Kabir," he scolded himself silently, "She's your boss, a married woman. But damn, after losing my wife, she's the only one who makes me feel alive again."

Renu Madhavi didn't wait for Kabir to open the door, before he pulled it properly, Renu Madhavi got down from the car and rushed toward the crime scene. Looking at the body she understood the connections with previous murders. She got angry with herself about not being able to solve the murders. Joseph said, " Ma'am the victim name is Swathi, working as a nurse. I sent a constable to bring the victims husband.



The killer is getting brutal with the women. I think we have to catch him soon, otherwise we have to answer the public"
Renu Madhavi replied, " Joseph , don't give any information to the media about the links, I don't want to let the public panic."
Renu Madhavi waved to Kabir and asked him to talk with Fathima and get the permission to meet the inmate in central jail. Kabir didn't ask her the name of the inmate , he already knew who it would be. Kabir called Fathima. Fathima responded , " Hello Kabir, what's happening there? " . Kabir replied, Renu Madhavi ma'am asked you to get the permission to visit the inmate in central jail. His name is Dr. Roshan Shameer. It's urgent." Fathima replied, " Ok, I will get the permission before you both reach the jail."



Prior to departing the crime scene, Renu Madhavi requested Joseph to provide her with the most recent photographs of the victim, Swathi. Joseph acknowledged her request. Kabir initiated the vehicle's engine as Renu Madhavi entered, and they proceeded towards the central jail, which is located sixty kilometers away. Due to the slightly uneven road conditions, Kabir maintained a cautious driving speed. Renu Madhavi was deeply immersed in reviewing the case files in the back seat. After covering a distance of fifteen kilometers, Renu Madhavi began to feel hungry and requested Kabir to stop at a nearby hotel or shop for a meal.

She ordered sweets for Kabir and asked him to take them. Kabir said, "Ma'am, what is the occasion? You are looking like a goddess in this dress." Renu Madhavi blushed and replied, "It's my birthday!" Kabir's face lit up with joy as he exclaimed, "Many more happy returns of the day, ma'am!" Renu Madhavi thanked him with a big smile and extended her hand for a handshake. Kabir, caught off guard, quickly wiped his hand on his uniform and shook her hand with a mix of surprise and happiness. It was a moment of unexpected connection and warmth between the two of them. As their hands touched, Kabir felt a jolt of electricity, his rough palm against her soft skin stirring a deep, secret longing. He held on a second longer than necessary, his mind flashing to fantasies of pulling her close, of being the one to make her smile like that every day. "If only," he thought, his body reacting with a surge of heat he hoped she didn't notice.

After finishing their meals, both came out. Kabir opened the back door for her, but she refused and sat in the front seat only. Kabir's eyes struggled to stay on the roadside as the car shook on the uneven road. He was turned on by looking at her profile. Her breasts looked like headlights of the car hiding under her pallu, and they both jiggled because she wasn't wearing a bra under her designer blouse. Even her pallu slid a little, revealing a hint of cleavage. Kabir's underwear became tight with excitement, and he struggled to hide it. Renu Madhavi didn't notice anything, as she was busy going through the files. Kabir's breath grew heavier, his mind a whirlwind of lustful thoughts: the way her saree clung to her curves, the subtle bounce of her braless breasts with every pothole, made him ache with desire. He imagined reaching over, sliding his hand under that pallu, feeling the warmth of her skin, hearing her gasp in surprise turning to pleasure. "She's untouchable, a queen," he reminded himself, but his body betrayed him, his erection straining against his pants as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, stealing glances that fueled his secret obsession. The widower's loneliness amplified his admiration into something raw and primal—he worshipped her strength, but craved her body like a starving man.

Renu Madhavi could sense the tension and desire emanating from Kabir as they worked together, but she chose to ignore it. She knew he was grieving the loss of his wife and didn't want to complicate things further. However, she couldn't help but notice the physical reaction he was having to her presence, and she couldn't deny the slight thrill it gave her. Despite the temptation, she remained focused on the task at hand and tried to push any inappropriate thoughts out of her mind.

After another hour of travel, they finally arrived at the central jail. Kabir remained in the car as Renu Madhavi proceeded inside. The jailer greeted her in a formal manner and escorted her to the visitors' cell, a small room with a table and two chairs. The jailer then instructed his assistant to bring in Dr. Roshan Shameer. Shortly after, Dr. Shameer was brought in by two wardens, seated in a chair, and handcuffed to the table.

Renu Madhavi requested to have a private conversation with Dr. Shameer, to which the jailer expressed concern, asking if she was capable of handling him alone. With confidence, Renu Madhavi assured the jailer, "Yes, sir, I will manage him on my own."




The jailor said, "Ok ma'am, my wardens will be outside the door. If you need anything, just give a tap on the door." And all of them went outside. Roshan Shameer asked, "Oh, what a pleasant surprise from my lovely inspector. What brings you here?" Renu Madhavi asked, "Did you train anyone to take over your style of murders? Because someone out there is copying your style." Roshan Shameer replied, "Before I answer your question, I want you to admit that you want me personally and badly." Renu Madhavi responded, "No, not at all. I am fine. I don't need anything from you personally. I have my family to care for me." Roshan Shameer said, "But your inner feeling shows that you like my hands on that mole. One day, I will finish what I started with you." Renu Madhavi replied, "It's never going to happen in your lifetime." Even though she was showing her toughness, she liked his dominating words. Roshan Shameer said, "Don't deny it, my darling. Accept my words, otherwise, I am done here. I won't help you." Renu Madhavi finally accepted, "Ok, ok. I liked your hands on my mole between my legs. Yes, my mole longs for your touch." Roshan Shameer asked, "What is the problem? Ask me what you want to know." Renu Madhavi showed him the files of photos. While he moved towards her to take a look at the photos, he accidentally touched her legs with his toe.

Roshan Shameer took a deep look at the photos and said, "No, it's not my style. He is butchering the women. See the cuts, he is using a knife like a butcher's knife."

Renu Madhavi replied, "Yes, now he is getting aggressive and mad, murdering too frequently."

Roshan Shameer speculated, "He is acting to get attention from the public. Maybe he was dumped by his family and friends. You better search in butcher shops for the culprit."

As they talked, Roshan Shameer moved his toe inside her saree and touched her calf with his rough toe. Renu Madhavi looked at him with anger and excitement. He continued to caress her lower thighs with his toe, feeling her silky smoothness and smiling as if he was dominating her thoughts. Renu Madhavi tried not to show her longing for his touch, but she allowed him to continue. Roshan Shameer then crushed her thighs with his toes and moved up towards her panty. Renu Madhavi held his toe with her hand and pinned it between her thighs, not wanting him to touch her panty because it was getting wet from his touch.

Roshan Shameer suggested, "You should try a butcher shop around town. I will ask someone inside for information."

He attempted to push his legs against her to touch her wet panty. Looking at her with a begging expression, she removed her hand from his toe and opened her thighs. Roshan Shameer then moved his thumb on her panty, caressing the wet spot and trying to push his thumb inside her pussy crack. He reached the sideline of her panty and inserted his thumb inside, feeling her wet pussy lips and caressing her hairy mound. Renu Madhavi felt her sexual desire intensify and moaned loudly, climaxing instantly. She pushed him away and stood aside.

Roshan Shameer asked, "My dear inspector, did you enjoy it?"

Renu Madhavi didn't answer, feeling ashamed of her actions. Roshan Shameer smiled at her and requested, "Give me your wet panty. I want to sniff and suck your wet spot, please...please..."

Confused about what drove her to comply, Renu Madhavi removed her panty and handed it to him. She left the jail with mixed feelings of shame and anger over her actions in the room.

 

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Renu Madhavi left the visitor room and exited the jail, stepping into a transformed world where the weather mirrored her tumultuous emotions. The sky darkened ominously, heavy clouds swirling above as thunder rumbled and lightning illuminated the horizon. Suddenly, the rain descended in torrents, drenching her as she hurried toward the car. Kabir, ever attentive, opened the door for her, but the downpour soaked her dress, clinging to her skin and amplifying her disarray.



Inside, her mind was a whirlwind of confusion and longing, particularly for Dr. Roshan Shameer. The encounter in the visitor room had awakened repressed desires and dark fantasies she struggled to suppress. She bit her lips, desperately trying to mask her turmoil from Kabir, leaning back in the seat with her eyes closed, seeking solace in the darkness behind her eyelids.

Kabir, perceptive to her distress, cast a sidelong glance at her. As she entered the car, her saree had become disheveled, inadvertently revealing her curvy waistline and the stretch marks that told stories of her past. Her smooth, unwrinkled navel caught his eye, but Renu Madhavi remained blissfully unaware of his gaze, lost in her own tumultuous thoughts as the rain pounded relentlessly against the car roof, echoing the chaos within her.

As the rain poured heavily, Kabir found himself stuck, unable to navigate the obscured road. His attention flickered between the downpour and Renu Madhavi, whose pallu had slipped aside, revealing more than he intended to see. The damp fabric clung to her, accentuating her curves and drawing his gaze to the outline of her bosom, which was unmistakably bare beneath her blouse. Each jolt of the car on the muddy terrain heightened his awareness; her cleavage became more pronounced, and Kabir felt a stirring desire awaken within him, a mix of attraction and longing that he could no longer ignore.

As Kabir gazed out at the vibrant scenery of Renu Madhavi, the lush greenery and serene landscapes captivated him, but Renu Madhavi's mind was elsewhere. She found herself lost in thoughts of her recent encounter with Dr. Roshan Shameer in the visitor room. The memory stirred something deep within her, igniting a wave of desire that coursed through her body. She felt a warmth pooling between her thighs, a vivid reminder of the intimacy they had shared. Her heart raced, echoing the thrill of that moment as she grappled with the conflicting emotions of attraction and apprehension.

She opened her eyes and looked outside; the rain had become heavier than before, drumming against the car roof like a persistent heartbeat. She glanced at Kabir, who didn't expect her gaze, and caught his attention, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. She took a tissue from the glove box to clean her face, the soft paper brushing against her skin. As she was cleaning, the pallu slipped further aside, revealing a wider gap between her blouse hooks and exposing her golden skin, glistening slightly from the moisture in the air.

Kabir's arousal intensified, creating a noticeable bulge in his pants, the tension in the air thickening as unspoken desires hung between them, amplified by the storm outside. Renu Madhavi noticed his bulge, igniting her craving for a touch. Her nipples hardened inside her braless blouse. She pulled the shade above her head to look at her face in the small mirror, giving Kabir a good view of her shaved underarm and the starting curves of her golden, globe-like bosom.

While both were gazing at each other, they didn't notice the branch of a tree hanging in the center of the road. Renu Madhavi noticed it at the last second and yelled at Kabir, "Watch out!" But it was too late; the branch hit hard against the windshield, shattering it like a spiderweb. Rain began to pour inside the car. Even though Kabir almost stood on the brakes, the car slid sideways on the rainy, muddy road, nearly going off the edge before stopping just an inch or two from a large tree. Renu Madhavi's head slammed forward, and a piece of glass cut her forehead. Looking outside with the help of a flashlight, Kabir could only see a little ahead. The car's front lights were still on, and they both saw an outline of what looked like a roof. Kabir got out and opened the door for Renu Madhavi, and they walked blindly into the darkness, with Kabir following her. After walking about ten meters, Renu Madhavi's leg slipped in the muddy ground, and she lost her balance. Kabir caught her from behind, but the slippery path caused them both to slide downwards. He managed to hold Renu Madhavi safely, but they rolled down together. A stone or a heavy tree root hit her knee as they tumbled nearly twenty meters before landing on a flat surface.

As they came to a sudden halt, Renu Madhavi winced in pain, clutching her knee while trying to catch her breath. The rain continued to pour, soaking them both, and the darkness enveloped them like a thick blanket. Kabir quickly scanned their surroundings, his heart racing. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face. Renu Madhavi nodded, her eyes wide with shock, though tears mingled with the rain on her cheeks. They both stood up, brushing off mud and debris, realizing they were on a small clearing that seemed to be part of an abandoned campsite. The outline of a dilapidated cabin loomed nearby, its windows dark and foreboding. "We should check that out," Kabir suggested, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through him. Renu Madhavi hesitated, glancing back at the wrecked car, but the urgency of their situation pushed her forward. Together, they cautiously approached the cabin, their hearts pounding with uncertainty about what lay ahead.

Both walked slowly towards the shelter, the weight of their surroundings heavy in the air. Kabir wrapped his arm around Renu Madhavi's waist, feeling the warmth of her body against him as she limped on her right leg, relying fully on his strength for support. Her smooth, curvy waist pressed against him, and he could feel her soft buttocks brushing against his thighs, igniting a flicker of warmth amidst the grim reality they faced. When they finally reached the shelter, Kabir switched on his flashlight, illuminating the disarray that surrounded them. The place looked filthy, littered with empty liquor bottles that hinted at recent revelry, a stark contrast to their dire situation. As he ventured further inside, the beam of light revealed used condoms and discarded underwear strewn carelessly across the floor, remnants of careless encounters that left an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach. The sight served as a grim reminder of the lives that had passed through this space, a stark juxtaposition to the fragile bond forming between him and Renu Madhavi in this moment of vulnerability.

The used condoms ignited the arousal within both of them. Kabir saw a rock at the center and let Renu Madhavi sit on it. He swept the shelter with the flashlight and noticed some half-used candles, matchsticks, and an empty matchbox. He lit a candle and told Renu Madhavi, "Ma'am, I am going to get a first aid box from the car. You stay here." Renu Madhavi replied, "Okay, but be careful and come back fast."

After he left, Renu Madhavi looked around, and the used condoms sparked vulgar thoughts in her mind. The sizes of the condoms made her think of the sizes of the men. She felt a heavy longing desire building inside her body, experiencing pain outside and lust within.

Kabir crawled through the mud and reached the car. He grabbed a first aid box and slowly made his way back to the shelter.

Kabir knelt at Renu Madhavi's side, the first aid box beside him, flashlight casting a dim light over her wounded form. Blood stained her forehead and the right side of her chest, a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. She pressed her knee tightly, wincing in pain. Carefully, he took a cotton ball soaked in saline, his heart racing as he pressed it against her injury. Renu Madhavi gasped, her grip tightening around his wrist, urging him to be gentler, her eyes pleading for comfort amid the pain.



In the meantime, as the flashlight started to dry, Kabir looked around, gathered small tree logs, and lit a campfire in front of them. Now the shelter was clearly visible. Both Renu Madhavi and Kabir looked at themselves; they were covered in mud. Kabir sat near her again and cleaned the wound on her forehead. Renu Madhavi closed her eyes, and Kabir looked closely at her neck; her blouse seemed open under her pallu, and her cleavage was clearly visible to him as rainwater mixed with blood trickled down. She leaned slightly to his side to allow him to clean her forehead, her knee brushing against his chest. She widened her legs a little, positioning Kabir between them.

Kabir did not hesitate any longer and started biting Renu Madhavi's breasts with his teeth and sucking them. Renu Madhavi unzipped Kabir's panties and took his cock out of the cage and started shaking it. Kabir's cock was like a hot fire stick. Kabir bit Renu Madhavi's nipples and sucked them. Renu Madhavi squeezed the tip of his cock with one hand and pressed his head against her nipples with the other hand, making her gasp. Kabir leaned over her legs and put one hand behind her and pressed and held her fat buttocks. He inserted his finger between her buttocks and rubbed them. Renu Madhavi lifted her buttocks slightly from the stone, Kabir's finger rubbed the bottom of her pussy lips. Both of them took off their clothes and became naked.

Kabir looked at Renu Madhavi; at the age of 38, her breasts stood firm with broad, dark nipples. Her flat navel and, below it, her hairy pussy with thick lips drove him into a lustful frenzy. He held his black cock with his left hand and moved closer to Renu Madhavi. She hugged him passionately, licked his lips, and sucked on his lower lip.

She hugged him with her one hand and she lowered another hand down on his stiff cock. Their lips remained locked passionately. Kabir's both hands caressed her ass cheeks hard and rough. It's been six years since his cock touched any pussy. He felt trembling with shivering all over his body. Renu Madhavi kissed him and she pushed him down on his knee. His face came on her juicy wet pussy. He pressed his face between her thighs and sniffed her pussy. Renu Madhavi let him take his time to sniff her pussy and asked him,Kabir do you want to keep sniffing my pussy or you will lick my wet pussy with your tongue.



Renu Madhavi spat on her hand and rubbed her pussy. She pulled Kabir's face with both hands and pressed it against her pussy. Kabir rubbed Renu Madhavi's pussy with his fingers and then, using his index and middle fingers, inserted her pussy inside her and squeezed her clitoris with his thumb, licking her pussy like a dog. Renu Madhavi felt the wetness of her pussy. This was her first time, licking her pussy with her fingers. Her husband used to lick her pussy but he didn't use his fingers. Kabir fingered and licked her pussy.

Kabir: Ohhhh, mmmm, suck me.... Renu Madhavi suck my cock....
renu madhavi: Mmm, mmmm. Renu Madhavi sucked Kabir's cock up to her throat and ate it. Kabir's cock juice mixed with her saliva and flowed from her mouth onto her breasts. Kabir bent down and squeezed her breasts and fucked his cock in her mouth. In a short while, he filled her mouth with his cock juice.

They were exhausted in a short time. Kabir took Renu Madhavi out to the shed and tied her up while standing in the rain. His penis was still hard.



Kabir sat at her feet and licked her pussy juice mixed with the rain water. His thirst for pussy only increased, not decreased. Renu Madhavi squeezed her breasts and rubbed her pussy on his face. Kabir squeezed her buttocks and put his finger in the hole and bit and sucked her pussy. Renu Madhavi called Kabir and inserted his penis into her pussy and told him to fuck her. Renu Madhavi lay on the ground in the rain and showed Kabir her legs and pussy lips.

Kabir, liked to fuck her from the behind. He turned and let her in a doggy style. Renu Madhavi didn't say anything. She let him as he liked to fuck her, all she wanted his black dick in her wet pussy. Kabir showed his cock in the rain water, he caught some rain water on his palm and splashed it on her hot pussy.

Then he positioned himself between her ass cheeks and lifted her ass little up and kept the tip of his black hard dick between her pussy lips. He inhaled his breath and chuuuuuuck....... he thrust his six year longing dick inside her wet pussy.
Renu:Ohhhh....mmmmaaaaahhhhh......fuckkkkk.....man you are a nasty fucker...... make it gentle....mmmm you filled my pussy.
Kabir: sorry... is it hard....???? Ma'am....
Renu Madhavi: Ohhh....what the fuck you think.... this is a intense ..... no one entered inside me like this.... fuck ..... its feel goooddddd..... oh god , your dick filled my pussy deep inside.... fuck meeeeee....fuck your ma'aaaam ........ fuck me ..... let me experience your hard core fuckkkkkkk.....


Kabir held her waist and pulled out his dick slowly , before it came out , he thrust it with enormous force again inside her pussy.
renu madhavi: ohhhhhhhh....... fuck.....fuck....fuckkkkkk meri jaannnn ........ fuck my cunt hard......fuck fuck.....
Kabir: you like my louda ma'am......???
Renu Madhavi: yesssss......nmmmmm....fuck its thick as a steel rod....n fuck fuck me mercilessly......fuck ......fuck...n
Even the rain was pouring , Kabir's dick mercilessly fucked her pussy with Chuck.....chuck.....chuck.....chuck.....
His dick and her pussy lips made a rhythmic sound...
renu madhavi: ummmm.....yes my man...... fuck me harder ....... harder ....... fuck harder you mother fucker..... fuck your ma'am make me cum for you....... fuck.....
Kabir holding back his breath he pounded her pussy harder and harder after her bluffing moans and finally he splashed his hot inside her pussy.



As dawn broke, the morning light streamed into the shelter, highlighting the strong bond forged during the night. They quickly dressed, still invigorated by their shared experience. Upon reaching the car, they contacted the station, maintaining composure despite the preceding chaos. Fathima, ever resourceful, adeptly coordinated their safe return while updating Renu Madhavi on significant developments in the investigation, including the confirmed identity of the perpetrator. After a tense five-hour wait, Renu Madhavi arrived back at the station, her heart racing with anticipation as she eagerly examined the new leads, resolute in her pursuit of justice for those affected by the crime.