Old watchman and high-class prostitute Bhanu

In the stillness of the night, the private resort stood like a solitary sentinel, its opulence and grandeur casting long shadows in the dim light. Bhanu, a high-class prostitute in her early 30s, lay on the plush bed, her voluptuous figure a testament to her South Indian heritage. Her skin was as fair as the moonlight that streamed in through the open balcony, and her breasts were large and firm, resembling ripe coconuts. Her rounded buttocks, tight and firm, were reminiscent of a pair of footballs, and her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back like a dark waterfall.

Bhanu had just finished attending to one of her high-value clients, who had left late in the night, leaving her in the room. He had asked her to leave in the morning, and Bhanu had obliged, knowing that it was part of her job. She lay on the bed, her body sated and exhausted, but her mind still racing with thoughts and memories of the evening.

Meanwhile, in a small room at the back of the resort, Dharma, the old, fat, bald, and tall black watchman, sat on his chair, his massive 9-inch cock throbbing with desire. He had been watching Bhanu ever since she arrived at the resort, his lust for her growing stronger with each passing day. He had never been with a woman like her before, and his desire for her had reached a fever pitch.

As he watched Bhanu sleep, he decided to make his move. He stood up slowly, his body creaking with age and weariness, and approached the room where Bhanu lay. He opened the door quietly, careful not to wake her, and approached the bed where she lay.

With trembling hands, the old watchman undressed Bhanu, exposing her bare, nude body to his gaze. Her breasts were large and firm, and her nipples were hard and erect. Her stomach was flat and toned, and her thighs were strong and muscular. Dharma felt his cock throb with desire as he looked at her, and he knew that he had to have her.

Bhanu woke up with a startle, her eyes wide with shock and embarrassment as she saw the old watchman Dharma standing over her. She tried to cover herself with the sheet, but Dharma grabbed it and pulled it away, leaving her naked and exposed.

“Hey, what are you doing?!” Bhanu asked.

Dharma reached out to touch her, his rough, calloused fingers tracing a path from her neck to her breasts. Bhanu shivered as he touched her, for some reason, she didn’t want to stop the old man.

Dharma looked at her for a moment, his eyes glazed with lust. He hugged her naked body, his strong arms encircling her waist. Bhanu felt that despite being old, the watchman Dharma was too strong. His cock was throbbing with anticipation.

This time, instead of taking her to bed, the watchman carried her to the bathroom, which had a huge mirror. He set her down on the cold, marble floor and turned her upside down, positioning her so that her head was near his cock, and his face was near her pussy.

Without a word, Dharma plunged his 9-inch cock into Bhanu’s mouth, his thick, salty juices filling her mouth and throat. Bhanu gagged initially, but Dharma did not care, he kept thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, his balls slapping against her chin.

At the same time, he began to taste the whore’s pussy, his tongue tracing a path from her clit to her opening. Bhanu shivered with pleasure as the old watchman licked and sucked her, her body responding intensely to his touch.

Dharma then picked her up and made her stand in front of the mirror, her body on display for him to see. He spanked her buttocks, leaving red marks on her fair skin. Bhanu winced with pain but did not resist as she was feeling a kinky pleasure from all this rough treatment.

Dharma then inserted his cock into Bhanu’s tight ass hole, her body tensing up as he entered her. She whispered to him not to do anal fuck and fuck her pussy first instead. But he did not listen, he kept thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into her asshole, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.

“Soothula vendam maama..valikum,” Bhanu whispered, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the warmth of Dharma’s huge cock in her tight asshole.

Dharma kept uttering vulgar words about Bhanu’s buttocks, making her face shy in blush. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his cock deep inside her, her body responding to his touch.

Dharma fucked Bhanu completely out, his discharge filling her asshole. Bhanu thought that Dharma was done, but to her surprise, he started urinating all over her body, making her blush and shy.

The night was long, and the resort was quiet, except for the sound of Dharma’s grunts and Bhanu’s moans. The air was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, and the mirror reflected their bodies, slick with sweat and cum.

As the night wore on, Bhanu was completely enjoying the pleasure that the old watchman Dharma’s touch brought to her body which only high-class and wealthy clients used to touch. She closed her eyes and let herself go, her body responding to his touch, her mind lost in a haze of pleasure and desire.

In the end, Bhanu was left sated and exhausted, her body spent and her mind at peace. She knew that what had happened was unplanned, but she could not deny the pleasure that Dharma had brought her.

As the first light of dawn broke through the windows, Bhanu got dressed and left the resort, her mind filled with memories of the night before. She knew that she would never forget Dharma, the old, fat, bald, and tall black watchman with the massive 9-inch cock, and the night of passion that they had shared.

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