21-06-2024, 02:38 PM
He continued staring into her eyes. "Put my cock back in your pussy, boudi," he instructed. Mily and Amol looked down simultaneously. She couldn’t belive her eyes. “how can a man be still be hard after fucking her twice”
She hesitated a moment. His towering penis looked so hard and leaned from his body.
"We was being so nice to each other just a moment ago, boudi. Best friends and all that. " he reminded her.
She was betraying Arun , but the consequences of disobeying Amol would be horrific and tragic. She reached down and silently took his enormous cock in her hand. It was slippery from her pussy and warm. Before reinserting him into her vagina, some primitive instinct she didn't understand caused her to gently tug on his erection a few times, perhaps to ensure he remained hard and completed the reproductive act they had started. It was done unconsciously, and Mily would never comprehend why she did it.
"Oh, that feel real nice, boudi. Now put me inside you."
Mily guided his huge, hard cock into her wet pussy.
"Oh, yeah, that feel so good. You so wet and silky, boudi," he exclaimed going all the way into her and completely filling her birth canal once more.
"Oh," she moaned, fulfilling her role as his female partner that nature dictated and taking in all his hardness.
His palm landed on her bald pussy while his thumb resumed stroking her clitoris. She glanced down and dumbly watched him doing this to her without objecting. She wasn't thinking about Arun , her family, or even Amol 's terrible behavior and how much she hated him anymore, only the tidal waves of ecstasy quickly rebuilding in her body...
Amol 's self-control was impressive, and it brought Mily to the edge of her sanity multiple times— one climax following another, following another. Little room remained in her mind for other concerns, like the consequences of unprotected sex,or that a criminal she hated was inside her.
An hour had passed, and Amol still didn't orgasm. He seemed to get off on making her cum instead, as if he was accumulating a credit card balance of guilt in Mily that she would need to repay with interest once the sex ended and she faced her husband. Amol 's objective was to leave her in marital bankruptcy. Then Mily would be all his.
Amol 's self-control finally reached its limit. He couldn't hold off forever, especially with Mily 's tight, silky cunny clenching his cock. Mily recognized the signs Amol displayed—his faster and harder thrusts, his heavier breathing. Her hands grasping his biceps felt his muscles flex with greater intensity. Her relationship with him was non-consensual, nevertheless they were becoming familiar to one another as sexual partners and were able to read each other with increasing clarity.
"Oh, ah, ah, pull out, Amol ... before you cum this time." Mily didn't realize the precum leaking from Amol 's penis the entire time contained sperm that accumulated in her vaginal fluids. His genetic material—along with potent hormones he produced that heightened sexual responsiveness in his partners—was already swimming in her pussy.
"You feel so good. I gotta cum in you, boudi."
"Oh... ah...no, Amol , don't. You can't cum in me. It's wrong. All of this is wrong and I shouldn't be doing it with you. Ah...oh...you need to stop and take it out now."
"Oh, boudi, just a little longer."
"No, Amol , stop. You came in me last time."
"It feels good and I want to stay in you, boudi."
"Oh...god, Amol ...oh...ah. You don't belong in me. You can't do this to me. Oh...oh...oh. You can't cum in me. I'm his wife, not yours."
Amol wanted her to fully accept him, and that meant she needed to receive his semen the way nature intended. She may have been Arun 's wife, but Amol was going to cum in her pussy. Oh, boudi, I'm sorry. I can't stop now. I need to cum in you."
"No, don't...Pull out now. Oh, god...not again. Oh, oh, oh, ah, ooh."
Her pussy began clenching his cock and her fingers dug into his biceps. She felt his warm seed spreading inAmole her womb, filling her.
"Oh boudi, you feel so good."
Mily 's hips replied to his, greeting his thrusts by grinding into him. "Ah... oh... oh... ah...ah...ooh...ooh."
"I love you. You wan't me to pull out now?"
"Oh...ah...ah, oh— yes, please pull out," she moaned. But it was already too late. He had cum inside her again and flooded her with his semen.
She was having an intense orgasm, her vaginal muscles contracting tightly around his penis as he hesitantly withdrew. She remained open and vulnerable as he stood between her spread legs. His erection persisting, he began massaging her clitoris with the head of his penis, her pelvis involuntarily undulating in response.
"Oh, what are you doing to me? Stop it."
"I'm helping us finish, boudi." He took her hand in his and made her stroke his penis and take over the clit massage he had begun giving her.
"Oh...oh...oh. No, don't make me do this. It's wrong," she protested, his cock still ejaculating on her as he forced her to pleasure herself with it. It was so perverted and disgusting, but it felt good, which made no sense. This was a heinous act he was performing on her. How could it possibly feel so nice? His cock pulsated in her grip, leaving streams of his warm semen on her stomach and tits. The amount Amol ejaculated wasn't humanly possible, yet he did it.
"Ah, boudi, keep doing that. I love you." He had an eye for this beauty for quite some time now. And he was too happy and intoxicated to pound this MILF again and again.
Mily didn't reply. Amol had no concept of love. His cock was still releasing globs of semen as she rubbed it on her clitoris. She coddled his hard penis against herself to satisfy him, but she would never love him. She just wanted the horrible crime he was committing on her to be over soon. He was rich and powerful drug dealer, a violent criminal, and worse of all, a perverted sexual predator that preyed upon her. He was everything she abhorred.
Mily released Amol 's flaccid cock and closed her legs when he finished. His cum was all over her body, and when she sat up, she noticed his semen had leaked from her pussy and formed a small puddle on the bed. It didn't seem possible for a human male to release this much sperm.
Amol finally withdrew from her and started to wear his clothes.
Then he did the inevitable. From his purse he threw a wad of notes at her, some of it stuck to her sweaty body.
Mily slumped back to her dirty bed as he walked out of the room and flat grinning.
She hesitated a moment. His towering penis looked so hard and leaned from his body.
"We was being so nice to each other just a moment ago, boudi. Best friends and all that. " he reminded her.
She was betraying Arun , but the consequences of disobeying Amol would be horrific and tragic. She reached down and silently took his enormous cock in her hand. It was slippery from her pussy and warm. Before reinserting him into her vagina, some primitive instinct she didn't understand caused her to gently tug on his erection a few times, perhaps to ensure he remained hard and completed the reproductive act they had started. It was done unconsciously, and Mily would never comprehend why she did it.
"Oh, that feel real nice, boudi. Now put me inside you."
Mily guided his huge, hard cock into her wet pussy.
"Oh, yeah, that feel so good. You so wet and silky, boudi," he exclaimed going all the way into her and completely filling her birth canal once more.
"Oh," she moaned, fulfilling her role as his female partner that nature dictated and taking in all his hardness.
His palm landed on her bald pussy while his thumb resumed stroking her clitoris. She glanced down and dumbly watched him doing this to her without objecting. She wasn't thinking about Arun , her family, or even Amol 's terrible behavior and how much she hated him anymore, only the tidal waves of ecstasy quickly rebuilding in her body...
Amol 's self-control was impressive, and it brought Mily to the edge of her sanity multiple times— one climax following another, following another. Little room remained in her mind for other concerns, like the consequences of unprotected sex,or that a criminal she hated was inside her.
An hour had passed, and Amol still didn't orgasm. He seemed to get off on making her cum instead, as if he was accumulating a credit card balance of guilt in Mily that she would need to repay with interest once the sex ended and she faced her husband. Amol 's objective was to leave her in marital bankruptcy. Then Mily would be all his.
Amol 's self-control finally reached its limit. He couldn't hold off forever, especially with Mily 's tight, silky cunny clenching his cock. Mily recognized the signs Amol displayed—his faster and harder thrusts, his heavier breathing. Her hands grasping his biceps felt his muscles flex with greater intensity. Her relationship with him was non-consensual, nevertheless they were becoming familiar to one another as sexual partners and were able to read each other with increasing clarity.
"Oh, ah, ah, pull out, Amol ... before you cum this time." Mily didn't realize the precum leaking from Amol 's penis the entire time contained sperm that accumulated in her vaginal fluids. His genetic material—along with potent hormones he produced that heightened sexual responsiveness in his partners—was already swimming in her pussy.
"You feel so good. I gotta cum in you, boudi."
"Oh... ah...no, Amol , don't. You can't cum in me. It's wrong. All of this is wrong and I shouldn't be doing it with you. Ah...oh...you need to stop and take it out now."
"Oh, boudi, just a little longer."
"No, Amol , stop. You came in me last time."
"It feels good and I want to stay in you, boudi."
"Oh...god, Amol ...oh...ah. You don't belong in me. You can't do this to me. Oh...oh...oh. You can't cum in me. I'm his wife, not yours."
Amol wanted her to fully accept him, and that meant she needed to receive his semen the way nature intended. She may have been Arun 's wife, but Amol was going to cum in her pussy. Oh, boudi, I'm sorry. I can't stop now. I need to cum in you."
"No, don't...Pull out now. Oh, god...not again. Oh, oh, oh, ah, ooh."
Her pussy began clenching his cock and her fingers dug into his biceps. She felt his warm seed spreading inAmole her womb, filling her.
"Oh boudi, you feel so good."
Mily 's hips replied to his, greeting his thrusts by grinding into him. "Ah... oh... oh... ah...ah...ooh...ooh."
"I love you. You wan't me to pull out now?"
"Oh...ah...ah, oh— yes, please pull out," she moaned. But it was already too late. He had cum inside her again and flooded her with his semen.
She was having an intense orgasm, her vaginal muscles contracting tightly around his penis as he hesitantly withdrew. She remained open and vulnerable as he stood between her spread legs. His erection persisting, he began massaging her clitoris with the head of his penis, her pelvis involuntarily undulating in response.
"Oh, what are you doing to me? Stop it."
"I'm helping us finish, boudi." He took her hand in his and made her stroke his penis and take over the clit massage he had begun giving her.
"Oh...oh...oh. No, don't make me do this. It's wrong," she protested, his cock still ejaculating on her as he forced her to pleasure herself with it. It was so perverted and disgusting, but it felt good, which made no sense. This was a heinous act he was performing on her. How could it possibly feel so nice? His cock pulsated in her grip, leaving streams of his warm semen on her stomach and tits. The amount Amol ejaculated wasn't humanly possible, yet he did it.
"Ah, boudi, keep doing that. I love you." He had an eye for this beauty for quite some time now. And he was too happy and intoxicated to pound this MILF again and again.
Mily didn't reply. Amol had no concept of love. His cock was still releasing globs of semen as she rubbed it on her clitoris. She coddled his hard penis against herself to satisfy him, but she would never love him. She just wanted the horrible crime he was committing on her to be over soon. He was rich and powerful drug dealer, a violent criminal, and worse of all, a perverted sexual predator that preyed upon her. He was everything she abhorred.
Mily released Amol 's flaccid cock and closed her legs when he finished. His cum was all over her body, and when she sat up, she noticed his semen had leaked from her pussy and formed a small puddle on the bed. It didn't seem possible for a human male to release this much sperm.
Amol finally withdrew from her and started to wear his clothes.
Then he did the inevitable. From his purse he threw a wad of notes at her, some of it stuck to her sweaty body.
Mily slumped back to her dirty bed as he walked out of the room and flat grinning.
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