08-03-2019, 01:34 PM
The pleasurably painful sex was a new world. His aunt twisted turned as she took him in as much as she could. And in the frenzied twisting and turning he came.
It was in torrents, though thinner in consistency when the long night of fucking had started. He filled her and it lubricated them. Nikhil fucked faster and faster, the tight sheath milking him fully as he emptied into her.
She felt him release, she felt him thrust randomly, losing rhythm as the orgasm coursed through his body. Her own fingers were inadequate when the young firm flesh pounding her into the bed was available.
The pleasure from going anal was strange. There was pleasure but from indirect massaging of places which could directly be stimulated too. She liked the animalness of what had happened.
She was subjugated, conquered by this anal assault. She was glad it was her favorite nephew that did this to her. It exceed what the wrestler had done to her with his doggy style attack.
As the boy slid out he became preoccupied with his foreskin. She watched him hunched over, trying to unroll it. She pushed him back and mounted him. Her cunt slid on his cock, moving the foreskin gently and efficiently. She bounced on him rapidly and the boy felt like urinating. She ignored his pleas and extracted her pleasure fully. When she unmounted, the skin was unrolled but the cock was reddened.
She had avenged his illicit assault on her, she thought triumphantly. If her hurt a little, good! This time when she got out of bed he was in no shape to assault her again.
Nalini, the empress, emerged from the battleground as the winner. She went to the stupor, the calm sanctuary of her husband's bed.
It was in torrents, though thinner in consistency when the long night of fucking had started. He filled her and it lubricated them. Nikhil fucked faster and faster, the tight sheath milking him fully as he emptied into her.
She felt him release, she felt him thrust randomly, losing rhythm as the orgasm coursed through his body. Her own fingers were inadequate when the young firm flesh pounding her into the bed was available.
The pleasure from going anal was strange. There was pleasure but from indirect massaging of places which could directly be stimulated too. She liked the animalness of what had happened.
She was subjugated, conquered by this anal assault. She was glad it was her favorite nephew that did this to her. It exceed what the wrestler had done to her with his doggy style attack.
As the boy slid out he became preoccupied with his foreskin. She watched him hunched over, trying to unroll it. She pushed him back and mounted him. Her cunt slid on his cock, moving the foreskin gently and efficiently. She bounced on him rapidly and the boy felt like urinating. She ignored his pleas and extracted her pleasure fully. When she unmounted, the skin was unrolled but the cock was reddened.
She had avenged his illicit assault on her, she thought triumphantly. If her hurt a little, good! This time when she got out of bed he was in no shape to assault her again.
Nalini, the empress, emerged from the battleground as the winner. She went to the stupor, the calm sanctuary of her husband's bed.
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