Kerala Mallu Slut Aiba's Degeneration Part 6

Patel was ecstatic. He told his assistant at the counter that he was taking Aiba to the store room to show her some fresh stock. The assistant who had been watching everything unfold on the cctv cameras nodded knowingly. Patel had fucked female employees and maids in the back in the past. But he was surprised that Patel had actually managed to lure a young hot customer from a good family.

Aiba followed Patel down the stairs in the back into the basement store room area. Patel felt his dick getting hard even at the thought that this young beauty would soon be fucked by it.

Aiba could not believe what a slut she was turning into. This time she hadn’t even been blackmailed or forced. Just a little bit of flirting and inappropriate touching and she had fallen for the ugly old man’s wiles. A part of her was feeling very guilty and screaming that she should get out of there. But that voice was getting smaller and smaller with each step.

Aiba and Patel finally reached the storeroom basement. She looked around and saw that the place was packed. lots of sacks and boxes. If Patel had any lans to do something with her, she wondered if there was even room for it.

“Come with me.” Patel grabbed Aiba’s soft hand and started leading her towards the back. As he walked, Aiba could notice that there was now a tent in his pants under his big belly.

“Where are we going?” Aiba shyly asked.

“The shrikhand, remember?” he said.

Aiba thought that had just been an excuse and wondered if she had misread the old man’s signals. But she hadn’t. Patel wanted the process to be slow and enjoyable. He took her to a big fridge section in the back. There, he took out a big box of shrikand.

Opening the box, he dipped a finger inside and picked up a gob of the dessert.

“Try this.” he extended the finger towards Aiba who opened her mouth and took it inside.

“Mmmmm…” Aiba said, licking the finger clean and then sucking on it a few seconds suggestively. “Very delicious.”

“Have some more.” Patel recognized the hidden signal in her extensive sucking of his finger. This time he dipped two fingers in and put them in Aiba’s mouth. She sucked them clean and this time, put her hands on Patel’s hairy wrist and stroked it.

Patel could not believe his luck. Not only was this young slut horny, but she also seemed to be a blowjob enthusiast.

He quickly unzipped his pants and fished out his dick. It was about 6 inches and of average girth. He took a gob out of the box and smeared it on his dick.

“Want another taste?” he asked.

Aiba stared at the erect dick. It wasn’t the biggest she had had by any means, but she was horn that the sight of any dick would have made her cunt start creaming. She was also delighted at the naughty tactics Patel was using. His personality started reminding her more and more of her old lover Nair back in India. If only Amit were this imaginative and spontaneous. Except for shower sex, his approach had been very vanilla.