04-04-2020, 06:09 PM
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Almost, but not quite. She was aware that the cock in her left hand had spewed it load, to be replaced by another. The one in her mouth was starting to flex, which Sonali had learned from the ones in her hand meant that it was ready to release its load as well.
Sonali's own release had come, and her hips started thrusting against the cock that was still pounding into her pussy. The dick in her mouth started to shoot its contents, the first jet hitting the back of her throat, almost triggering her gag reflex. She continued sucking, not realizing that she was doing so, as it shot another couple of blasts into her mouth.
The penis that was pounding her pussy started shooting as well. She felt the jet of hot liquids filling her pussy and Sonali continued to thrust against it, her body still in the throes of her climax.
And she finally passed out. Again she came, now this time the lava inside her pussy was erupted in such a volume that her cunt started spraying cunt juices continuously and the seat had become wet and sticky with the mix of semen and her cunt juices.
She derived such a pleasure, such an ecstasy which never happened in her life and with much satisfaction her eyelids slowly dropped, and she was in zenith.
Sonali awoke, feeling quite sore and sweaty. At first, she had no idea where she was, but quickly realized from the orange seats around her that she was in the bogie. A quick glance around showed that she was alone in the subway bogie.
She realized that she was naked. Where were her clothes? Where was her purse? They didn't seem to be around anywhere.
She felt stickiness all over her body, and touched herself, feeling the coarse texture of dried semen. The events of her commute home came flooding back into her brain.
Then she found the heap of her clothes, her handbag carefully placed under the seat. She checked her wallet, keys to her apartment, everything was ok. She checked her wallet, ohhhh...God there was bundles of Notes, so much money, she could not count how much money contained. Thank you my dear strangers...I love you all.
Then she noticed 5-6 female passengers who were onlookers were sitting in the far corner of the bogie. All of them were staring at her in a bewildered and surprised manner.
Sonali felt the train slow down; she might be approaching a station. Which station? How long had she been sleeping? She looked on her wrist watch; it was 8.00 pm, so she was slept for 15 minutes.
Almost, but not quite. She was aware that the cock in her left hand had spewed it load, to be replaced by another. The one in her mouth was starting to flex, which Sonali had learned from the ones in her hand meant that it was ready to release its load as well.
Sonali's own release had come, and her hips started thrusting against the cock that was still pounding into her pussy. The dick in her mouth started to shoot its contents, the first jet hitting the back of her throat, almost triggering her gag reflex. She continued sucking, not realizing that she was doing so, as it shot another couple of blasts into her mouth.
The penis that was pounding her pussy started shooting as well. She felt the jet of hot liquids filling her pussy and Sonali continued to thrust against it, her body still in the throes of her climax.
And she finally passed out. Again she came, now this time the lava inside her pussy was erupted in such a volume that her cunt started spraying cunt juices continuously and the seat had become wet and sticky with the mix of semen and her cunt juices.
She derived such a pleasure, such an ecstasy which never happened in her life and with much satisfaction her eyelids slowly dropped, and she was in zenith.
Sonali awoke, feeling quite sore and sweaty. At first, she had no idea where she was, but quickly realized from the orange seats around her that she was in the bogie. A quick glance around showed that she was alone in the subway bogie.
She realized that she was naked. Where were her clothes? Where was her purse? They didn't seem to be around anywhere.
She felt stickiness all over her body, and touched herself, feeling the coarse texture of dried semen. The events of her commute home came flooding back into her brain.
Then she found the heap of her clothes, her handbag carefully placed under the seat. She checked her wallet, keys to her apartment, everything was ok. She checked her wallet, ohhhh...God there was bundles of Notes, so much money, she could not count how much money contained. Thank you my dear strangers...I love you all.
Then she noticed 5-6 female passengers who were onlookers were sitting in the far corner of the bogie. All of them were staring at her in a bewildered and surprised manner.
Sonali felt the train slow down; she might be approaching a station. Which station? How long had she been sleeping? She looked on her wrist watch; it was 8.00 pm, so she was slept for 15 minutes.