12-08-2020, 06:07 PM
He pulled out and looked down at his slave, which he still held by the hair. Her pink slips glistened with his cum. Droplets slowly gravitated down her chin and to the floor. He pumped he member and shot the excess into her face before wiping the tip on her forehead and hair.
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He ordered her to stand up. "Undress me," he said. "...sexily." He added.
Dhanya immediately began to move as she had before. She ran her hands down his stocky shoulders and arms. She teased the front of his shirt, dancing with the openings and caressing his chest. Moaning quite loudly she slowly unthreaded the buttons from their holes and threw off his shirt. Dong Lee noted her pouting eyes and longing gasps the entire time. His stocky build was quite unimpressive to a normal set of eyes, but to a possessed slave like Dhanya, it was the most desirable thing in the world.
Dong Lee violently cleared some plates and glasses from Dhanya’s dining table, things she probably needed but he didn't care. He made her bend, hands gripping the sides of the table.
"Spread your lips," he said.
She did. Her pink pussy lips became more visible to him. He stroked his dick as he neared her. She moaned as he stroked her pussy with one hand and ran her other through her hair. "Please...fuck my wet cunt...I want you fuck it hard...."
That was satisfactory for him. He stepped up and fired into her. Immediately he laughed to himself. "Wow. You are actually tight," he observed.
Dhanya felt this too by the sounds her face was making. She was moaning uncontrollably and hysterical with desire. He used the entire force of his heavy build to plough into her. They shook the table and made the floor rumble. Objects fell off the surface on either side of them. She even pushed her pelvis toward him in time with his thrusts.
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Her moans turned to high pitched squeals. She began to whisper something over and over. Dong Lee had to strain himself to make out the words.
"I can't...I can't take it..."
Dong Lee smiled. Oh, she'd take alright. He forced even more into her. She cried in response. He began to sweat from the intense activity. So did Dhanya. Her body shined with not only his cum, but her own perspiration as well.
Eventually he released his load into her pussy. He pulled out and shot the rest onto her ass. Her breathing was heavy. "Yess...yess..." She repeated again and again in airy gasps. He stood back and admired her panting form. She was bent on her own dining table, his cum leaking out her cunt and plastered over her ass.
Satisfied, he dressed himself back and took her mobile, searching for Shruti’s number.
![[Image: 158141678_sh11.jpg]](https://pixhost.to/show/436/158141678_sh11.jpg)
He ordered her to stand up. "Undress me," he said. "...sexily." He added.
Dhanya immediately began to move as she had before. She ran her hands down his stocky shoulders and arms. She teased the front of his shirt, dancing with the openings and caressing his chest. Moaning quite loudly she slowly unthreaded the buttons from their holes and threw off his shirt. Dong Lee noted her pouting eyes and longing gasps the entire time. His stocky build was quite unimpressive to a normal set of eyes, but to a possessed slave like Dhanya, it was the most desirable thing in the world.
Dong Lee violently cleared some plates and glasses from Dhanya’s dining table, things she probably needed but he didn't care. He made her bend, hands gripping the sides of the table.
"Spread your lips," he said.
She did. Her pink pussy lips became more visible to him. He stroked his dick as he neared her. She moaned as he stroked her pussy with one hand and ran her other through her hair. "Please...fuck my wet cunt...I want you fuck it hard...."
That was satisfactory for him. He stepped up and fired into her. Immediately he laughed to himself. "Wow. You are actually tight," he observed.
Dhanya felt this too by the sounds her face was making. She was moaning uncontrollably and hysterical with desire. He used the entire force of his heavy build to plough into her. They shook the table and made the floor rumble. Objects fell off the surface on either side of them. She even pushed her pelvis toward him in time with his thrusts.
![[Image: 158141684_sh12.jpg]](https://pixhost.to/show/436/158141684_sh12.jpg)
Her moans turned to high pitched squeals. She began to whisper something over and over. Dong Lee had to strain himself to make out the words.
"I can't...I can't take it..."
Dong Lee smiled. Oh, she'd take alright. He forced even more into her. She cried in response. He began to sweat from the intense activity. So did Dhanya. Her body shined with not only his cum, but her own perspiration as well.
Eventually he released his load into her pussy. He pulled out and shot the rest onto her ass. Her breathing was heavy. "Yess...yess..." She repeated again and again in airy gasps. He stood back and admired her panting form. She was bent on her own dining table, his cum leaking out her cunt and plastered over her ass.
Satisfied, he dressed himself back and took her mobile, searching for Shruti’s number.
END OF PART 1
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