13-02-2025, 09:23 PM
For a brief instant, Chaitali summoned the strength to momentarily extract Asif's substantially enlarged and glistening black penis from her mouth, which had been eagerly devouring his member. She cast a downward glance to find Santhosh's visage bathed in a sheen of exertion, his body moving rhythmically as he pounded into her welcoming folds. Her gaze shifted to the side to observe Raghav's cock, which had been transformed into a rigid, slick pole as he vigorously manipulated it, all the while his eyes never leaving the erotic dance of her breasts that were now a sticky mess from his fervent attentions. Her nipples, standing erect with desire, pleaded to be tended to, and as if responding to their silent cries, he deftly pinched and rolled them with his skilled fingers, simulating the sensation of another mouth upon them.
As she leaned backward, succumbing to the weight of the sensual onslaught, her mouth parted of its own accord, and Asif's penis found its way back in, as if magnetically drawn. She felt a strange compulsion taking over her actions, her tongue curling around the head and her lips sliding up and down the velvety steel of his shaft. Asif, recognizing her newfound compliance, took hold of her hair with a renewed sense of urgency, pulling her closer and driving his cock deeper into her oral cavity. He began to move more rapidly, his hips thrusting in time with the beating of her own pulse.
Raghav, unable to resist the tantalizing sight of her body writhing in pleasure, took his now engorged member into his own grasp and began to feverishly stroke it. He descended to his knees, bringing his face level with her heaving chest and took one of her sensitive nipples into his mouth. He suckled at it greedily, his teeth grazing the taut peak as he rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger.