13-02-2025, 09:26 PM
As the waves of pleasure crashed over Chaitali, she felt the warmth of Santhosh's semen flood her insides. His cock, a testament to his virility, pumped his cum into her quivering depths, his voice echoing through the room as he chanted, "Oh baby, Oh meri Chaitali, Oh baby," with each powerful spurt. The sound of his release only served to amplify the intensity of her own climax, and she bucked wildly under his weight, her body a canvas of passionate release.
With a display of brute force, Raghav forcibly pushed Santhosh out of the way, making it clear that it was now his turn to claim Chaitali. His nine-inch manhood stood proudly, a daunting spectacle that filled Chaitali with dread as she gazed upon it. The stark terror that gripped her was palpable, her body trembling at the sight of the monstrous organ that was about to invade her most intimate space. Meanwhile, Santhosh's now flaccid member, glistening with the remnants of his seed, hung limply between his legs, a stark contrast to the virility Raghav now wielded. His body was a canvas of perspiration, a testament to the exertion he had just endured with Chaitali.
Chaitali's eyes darted back to Santhosh, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. Guilt, confusion, and fear all danced together in a tumultuous maelstrom. Yet, she had no chance to process her feelings, for Raghav's impatient member beckoned her immediate attention. The head of his penis, slick with anticipation, pressed firmly against the delicate folds of her vagina. Despite the copious amount of natural lubrication provided by her earlier encounter, the sheer size of Raghav's cock meant that the initial penetration was an agonizing ordeal for her. Each inch that entered her caused a new wave of pain to wash over her, yet she could not deny the perverse thrill of being filled so completely.