The first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, casting golden stripes across the tangled sheets. Marcus stirred first, his arm still draped over Lena's waist, her body curled against his. The events of the previous night lingered in the air, but the exhaustion had faded, replaced by something warmer.
He shifted, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She stirred, a soft hum escaping her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his.
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Aaaaahhh......Kitni tight chut hai teri.....meri patni se bhi zyada,' Rajesh saans lete hue bola. Priya moan kar rahi thi, 'Haan papa ji... chod mujhe zor se... aaaah... ooooh... faad do mere chut ko " . Har dhakke se uski gaand hil rahi thi, chut se geela awaaz aa rahi thi – chap-chap. Rajesh ne boobs ko muh mein liya aur bahut tez se choos raha tha , kaat raha tha. Priya ke nakhun uski peeth par rakhkar kaha, 'Aur......aaahhhhh.... haan... cum karo andar... bhar do mujhe.'
"Look at you," Mr. Black sneered, his voice dripping with contempt as he continued to hammer into her. "A little corporate girl, begging for a paycheck. You're nothing but a hole for me to use. You're a fucking slut, aren't you?" "Yes... yes, sir!" she wailed, her voice breaking. She felt humiliated, stripped of every ounce of dignity, yet the feeling of him filling her completely was an addictive rush. He reached down and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them so hard it left red marks, his thumbs grinding into her nipples while he continued to drive into her.
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