18-06-2019, 04:12 PM
The long separation sharpened their lust and, within minutes, they were struggling out of their clothes and she was sliding to her knees, moaning and whimpering, kissing and licking his body, going down to suck his already rising penis.
They fucked feverishly on the floor, each wanting to devour the other utterly and entirely. She sucked his cock and then he licked her slit furiously, finger-fucking her at the same time.
When he had her thrashing and heaving on the brink of an orgasm, he fucked her on her back, bending over her and thrusting his hard flesh deep into hers, ramming and reaming like a man possessed.
Anuja gasped and cried out, rocking and lurching under his thrusts, her cunt convulsing in a frenzy on his plunging, pistoning penis, her breasts jiggling and bouncing furiously.
On and on he went and, despite the air-conditioning, they broke into a hard sweat and their bodies squelched together.
She came violently and he gasped, arching his head, grinding down deep into her, slid slowly outward, rammed into greedily again, and yet again, each thrust drawing a choking gasp of joy from her throat.
He paused, slowed, slid out of her, turned her on her front on her hands and knees and fucked her again from behind, taking her rapidly and for his own pleasure, gripping her hips and jerking her body swiftly back and forth under his, moving her cunt up and down the length of his throbbing penis.
Anuja whimpered and gasped, lurching and jerking and rocking under her cousin, her swollen, pendulous breasts bouncing back and forth, her gold necklace tossing and swinging.
She came again and yet again and, finally, with a shuddering gasp of relief, he thrust deep into her and exploded, making her moan in joy when she felt the sharp, stinging jets of jizz spume into her hot, wet slit.
Groaning, he bent over and squeezed her hot breasts, nuzzled the nape of her neck, still rocking gently in and out of her cunt.
Anuja turned her face over her shoulder to his and he kissed her slowly and deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She squirmed her buttocks against his crotch.
His cock was still hard and thick. Nothing had changed. Jayant was still a magnificently powerful lover.
"Fuck me again," she murmured as he tongued his ear.
"Yes," he whispered, kissing her again. "God, yes."
Slowly, they broke apart and lay on the cool tile floor, kissing and caressing each other. Jayant stroked her curved, smooth body, cupping her breasts, which were still turgid with sexual tension, tweaking her thick, rigid nipples.
She stroked and fondled his erection, raking the shaft with her shapely fingernails. Jayant loved her body and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her long hair was tied in a braid that hung down to her waist.
She wore two earrings in each ear, the lobes pierced twice. Her small nose-stud winked at him.
The gold necklace lay cool between their fingers and her beautiful diamond and gold finger-rings glittered on her long, shapely fingers.
Her skin was like deep honey, soft, yet firm like a ripe gbang, smooth and silky, without a trace of body hair.
The delicate birth marks on the side of her face, the inside of her left breast and on her midriff were intensely sexy.
She smiled gently at him, her teeth very white. The leading edges of the two canines were bent forward over the incisors, another small irregularity that he found enormously attractive.
They fucked feverishly on the floor, each wanting to devour the other utterly and entirely. She sucked his cock and then he licked her slit furiously, finger-fucking her at the same time.
When he had her thrashing and heaving on the brink of an orgasm, he fucked her on her back, bending over her and thrusting his hard flesh deep into hers, ramming and reaming like a man possessed.
Anuja gasped and cried out, rocking and lurching under his thrusts, her cunt convulsing in a frenzy on his plunging, pistoning penis, her breasts jiggling and bouncing furiously.
On and on he went and, despite the air-conditioning, they broke into a hard sweat and their bodies squelched together.
She came violently and he gasped, arching his head, grinding down deep into her, slid slowly outward, rammed into greedily again, and yet again, each thrust drawing a choking gasp of joy from her throat.
He paused, slowed, slid out of her, turned her on her front on her hands and knees and fucked her again from behind, taking her rapidly and for his own pleasure, gripping her hips and jerking her body swiftly back and forth under his, moving her cunt up and down the length of his throbbing penis.
Anuja whimpered and gasped, lurching and jerking and rocking under her cousin, her swollen, pendulous breasts bouncing back and forth, her gold necklace tossing and swinging.
She came again and yet again and, finally, with a shuddering gasp of relief, he thrust deep into her and exploded, making her moan in joy when she felt the sharp, stinging jets of jizz spume into her hot, wet slit.
Groaning, he bent over and squeezed her hot breasts, nuzzled the nape of her neck, still rocking gently in and out of her cunt.
Anuja turned her face over her shoulder to his and he kissed her slowly and deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She squirmed her buttocks against his crotch.
His cock was still hard and thick. Nothing had changed. Jayant was still a magnificently powerful lover.
"Fuck me again," she murmured as he tongued his ear.
"Yes," he whispered, kissing her again. "God, yes."
Slowly, they broke apart and lay on the cool tile floor, kissing and caressing each other. Jayant stroked her curved, smooth body, cupping her breasts, which were still turgid with sexual tension, tweaking her thick, rigid nipples.
She stroked and fondled his erection, raking the shaft with her shapely fingernails. Jayant loved her body and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her long hair was tied in a braid that hung down to her waist.
She wore two earrings in each ear, the lobes pierced twice. Her small nose-stud winked at him.
The gold necklace lay cool between their fingers and her beautiful diamond and gold finger-rings glittered on her long, shapely fingers.
Her skin was like deep honey, soft, yet firm like a ripe gbang, smooth and silky, without a trace of body hair.
The delicate birth marks on the side of her face, the inside of her left breast and on her midriff were intensely sexy.
She smiled gently at him, her teeth very white. The leading edges of the two canines were bent forward over the incisors, another small irregularity that he found enormously attractive.
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