As her quick nap after the steamy fucking ended, Sheela rolled over in the bed. Her long, graceful arms reached out to hold her husband, but only found emptiness on his side of the bed. She pushed her tired eyes open and stared beside her only to find Rohith's side of the bed, empty now. She quickly glanced around the room and heard water running in the bathroom. She walked to the bathroom door to call him and remind about the dinner. Another wicked thought flashed in her mind as she found that the bathroom door was not locked. Sheela turned the doorknob to open the door noiselessly. Hot, moist air floated out of the bathroom as she stood there in the door way, looking at the moving form behind the frosted glass of the shower booth. She could see Rohith, moving around, a dark blotch of hair on his head and another at his groin. His pubic hair. Sheela could feel herself tingle with excitement, thinking about it, looking at it. She moved quickly and took off her clothes. Reaching forward, she opened the shower curtain all at once, standing there naked in front of her husband. She looked at his naked body, taking in the sight of his semi-hard cock, the black pubic hair wet and clinging to his body. Rohith did not say a word, didn't shy away, and didn't cover himself. There was a look of shock and excitement on his face. His mouth hung open and he raised his eyebrows. He opened his mouth as if to say something, and then he looked at her, at her tits, and then at her pussy. Sheela stared at his growing cock and licked her lips. She took the soap from his hands as she joined him in the shower booth. She lathered the soap over her hands, and then reached down and rubbed the soap on his cock. Sheela wrapped her fingers around it, and she could feel it grow as she slowly started stroking his cock. Within a few seconds, he had a full-blown erection, throbbing and hot. "Oh, Darling Sheela," he said.
"Let me wash that for you," Sheela said with a big smile. "Let me wash that hard cock." She stroked him faster and faster, and she saw his hand reach out and touch one of her hard nipples. He ran his finger around and around it. The feel of his touch made her terribly excited. She closed her eyes for a second, enjoying the thrill of her hubby playing with her nipples. She ran her hand further down, getting soap on her hubby's balls. She took the bar of soap and ran it all over his balls, working up a lot of lather in his pubic hair. She pushed the soap further back, and built up lather around his asshole as he pinched first one of her nipples and then the other. Then, she let the jet of water wash the soap away from his stiff prick and hairy balls. He stood under the spray of water, not moving his eyes from her naked body.
He suddenly pulled her to him and hugged her. Feeling his hard body pressing against her naked body made her more excited, and she smiled. Rohith then bowed forward to kiss her, his hands on her breasts, crushing them hard. Sheela clenched his head, caressed his shoulders. Her breasts were hot and felt heavy in his hands, her nipples stiff and hard. He squeezed her breasts, pinched her nipples. Sheela's *mangalsutra* was crushed between her heavy fleshy mounds. His tongue flipped sexily in and out of her mouth. Sheela groaned deep in her throat and arched under him, her hands sliding down to his crotch, stroking and jerking his thick penis, cupping and fondling his heavy balls.
"Rohith Darling," she moans. "Fuck me ... come on ... fuck me!"
He smiled as his mouth went again to her breasts. Sheela whimpered as his thick, heavy tongue flipped over one nipple, whipping it rapidly. Tiny flames of excitement leapt through her body. He scraped the nipple with his teeth, twirling and twisting it and she gasped, her face screwing up in lust, her head jerking to one side, her back arching, her breasts rising to his mouth and lips. Squeezing the fleshy mound in his hand, the new young husband took her breast in his mouth and sucked it. Sheela moaned and supported her breast with one hand, which was glued to his mouth, the other hand squeezing and kneading her second breast.
"Ohhh ... yes! Ohh god yes!" she groaned.
Rohith sucked her breast sharply, let go, and sucked again. He rubbed her hard nipple across the roof of his mouth, over his gums, across his teeth. Sheela shuddered and moaned in pleasure. He moved to the other breast and worked that for some time. Then, squeezing both breasts together, he sucked them simultaneously, nibbling the twin nipples delicately. Sheela gasped and writhed in the shower stall, clenching his head. Her tongue roved through his ear, her fingers caressed his body delicately. While kissing her, Rohith twined her long *mangalsutra* in his fingers and scraped the hard beads across her breasts and nipples. Sheela's head jerked up and she gasped loudly, her face suffused with pleasure, soft and radiant.
Rohith continued to torment her for several minutes, sucking her breasts, squeezing them in his hands, rolling the hard *mangalsutra* across her nipples. He knew that her breasts are hypersensitive and that she is having tiny multiple orgasms. At last, he released her breasts and, smiling in pleasure, moved lower, kissing her rounded belly, running his tongue through her navel. He sank to his knees on the floor and slowly pushed his head between her thighs. Sheela's cunt has started streaming now.
Rohith spread her legs, letting the stream of water clean her soapy, juicy pussy. Rohith dragged his tongue up one thigh, then the other, slowly moving to her slit. Sheela groaned and pulled her cunt-lips wide. Rohith could see the beauty of her cunt, the delicate cunt-lips rimmed with soft black hair framing the tender pink flesh within which glistened her juices. He could see the quivering stem of her swollen clitoris and the darker opening of her cunt channel. Slowly, he dragged his tongue up the wet crack. Sheela gasped and arched her back, her head tilted upward.
"Ahhhhhh ... yes!" she groaned.
