30-06-2019, 03:11 PM
Their huge penises sawed in and out of the adjacent orifices, separated now by the slightest of flesh so that each could feel the weight and thickness and throbbing hardness of the other through her body. Falu moaned deliriously, her body whipping, jerking, writhing and thrashing between theirs.
Fucking her cunt, lying in front of her, Mohan kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Behind her, his cock in her anus, his hands lifting one buttock and thigh high for deeper access, Deepak groaned. She turned her head back to his, breaking from Mohan and now Deepak kissed her, squeezing her breasts.
"Ohh god oh god yes Ohhh yes ohh fuck yes oh yes yes fuck me Ohhh yes Ohh unh oh oh oh oh oh oh ma unh oh unh oh OH OH OHHH!" Falu gasped.
Beside them, watching them, on her knees, her legs spread, Anjali moaned deliriously, masturbating frantically with one hand, the other crushing her breasts. Her eyes were glassy with lust and envy and she squeezed her heavy breasts in a frenzy.
The men were insatiable. After several minutes, they abandoned Falu who had obviously orgasmed several times, and turned their attention to Anjali - who wanted nothing else. Panting, gasping, their magnificent bodies streaming with sweat, Mohan and Deepak started to fuck Anjali in her cunt and ass together, just as they had done with Falu, but reversing positions.
Now Deepak lay on his back and Anjali straddled his lap on her knees, quickly impaling her cunt on his prick with a loud, shuddering moan.
The camera swirled around to a shot of her splendid buttocks bracketing his massive erection, the huge penis drilling slowly upward into her molten flesh. Anjali leaned forward and her buttocks spread apart, revealing the puckered temptation of her anus. Chortling in pleasure, Mohan knelt behind her and pressed his cock-head to her asshole.
Anjali tensed, kneeling over Deepak's body, her arms stretched, hands on the bed, fingers scrunching the sheets, her heavy breasts swollen, succulent, pendulous. Deepak grinned up at her and Mohan behind her and squeezed her breasts. Mohan gripped her buttocks, pulled them open and flexed his own, sliding his hips forward.
A loud, ululating cry erupted from Anjali's throat and her face contorted savagely, the lips jerking back over her white teeth, her mouth tearing open, her head snapping up, her neck arched. Deepak squeezed her breasts. Mohan gasped and his buttocks squeezed taut, his hips pushed forward.
The camera cut to a close-up of his dark, gargantuan cock-mass gliding inexorably into her flesh, burrowing deeper and deeper into her rear channel. Pinned between the two magnificent lovers, Anjali whimpered deliriously, her face contorted in spasms of unmistakable lust. Her breasts were heavy and turgid, her nipples nut-hard in dark puckered aureoles.
"OhmaunhhOHunhhOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Anjali cried.
Slowly, Deepak arched his hips under her, squeezing her breasts, holding her waist. Gripping her buttocks, Mohan squeezed his penis deeper into her asshole. Anjali whimpered and cried out, her body twisting and arching, writhing between theirs. Her chest heaved in excitement and lust.
"C'mon fuck me ... please ... fuck me ... fuck me hard!" she moaned.
Beside them on the bed, Falu whimpered in excitement. Lying on her back, her knees spread wide, she masturbated with a thick, long rubber dildo. Holding it in both hands, she ran it in and out of her cunt, gasping and moaning. Her breasts were hot and swollen and they jiggled and bounced gently as she fucked herself. Her long *mangalsutra* slithered on her fair, sweat-flecked skin.
The two men were fucking Anjali heavily and deeply. She gasped and moaned and cried her pleasure, her body lurching and twisting and rocking back and forth, sandwiched between theirs. They moved in synchrony now, Mohan pushing his cock into her anus as Deepak thrust up into her cunt. The two distended penises sawed in and out of the adjacent orifices.
Anjali's face twisted and contorted and her body shook and trembled between theirs. She moaned and gasped, her head arched back, then falling forward. Mohan squeezed her breasts and crushed them hard, making her moan.
The camera slid sideways onto Falu's body. She was masturbating furiously now, rocking the dildo rapidly in and out of her cunt with one hand, her fingers tensed on his hilt, her arm stretched. Her hips heaved. Her face snapped from side to side and she squeezed her swollen breasts in a frenzy, scbanging her rigid nipples with the hard beads of her *mangalsutra*. The camera lingered in a close-up of her cunt, the hard, wet rubber dildo crushing her sodden cunt-flesh.
The camera slipped off the bed and rose, just above eye level. Looking down on the writhing, serpentine mass of limbs and flesh on the bed, it backed slowly out of the room. At the door, it pulled further back, moved down the corridor and, maintaining its line of sight, sank towards the floor, pausing at hip level.
Manisha lay on her back on the floor, her head to the camera, completely naked now. Leaning over her on his knees and outstretched arms, Hari was fucking her slowly and heavily. Manisha groaned, her lips parted, her pretty face tilted back, her long neck arched. Her breasts were swollen and turgid, her nipples nut-hard.
Fucking her cunt, lying in front of her, Mohan kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Behind her, his cock in her anus, his hands lifting one buttock and thigh high for deeper access, Deepak groaned. She turned her head back to his, breaking from Mohan and now Deepak kissed her, squeezing her breasts.
"Ohh god oh god yes Ohhh yes ohh fuck yes oh yes yes fuck me Ohhh yes Ohh unh oh oh oh oh oh oh ma unh oh unh oh OH OH OHHH!" Falu gasped.
Beside them, watching them, on her knees, her legs spread, Anjali moaned deliriously, masturbating frantically with one hand, the other crushing her breasts. Her eyes were glassy with lust and envy and she squeezed her heavy breasts in a frenzy.
The men were insatiable. After several minutes, they abandoned Falu who had obviously orgasmed several times, and turned their attention to Anjali - who wanted nothing else. Panting, gasping, their magnificent bodies streaming with sweat, Mohan and Deepak started to fuck Anjali in her cunt and ass together, just as they had done with Falu, but reversing positions.
Now Deepak lay on his back and Anjali straddled his lap on her knees, quickly impaling her cunt on his prick with a loud, shuddering moan.
The camera swirled around to a shot of her splendid buttocks bracketing his massive erection, the huge penis drilling slowly upward into her molten flesh. Anjali leaned forward and her buttocks spread apart, revealing the puckered temptation of her anus. Chortling in pleasure, Mohan knelt behind her and pressed his cock-head to her asshole.
Anjali tensed, kneeling over Deepak's body, her arms stretched, hands on the bed, fingers scrunching the sheets, her heavy breasts swollen, succulent, pendulous. Deepak grinned up at her and Mohan behind her and squeezed her breasts. Mohan gripped her buttocks, pulled them open and flexed his own, sliding his hips forward.
A loud, ululating cry erupted from Anjali's throat and her face contorted savagely, the lips jerking back over her white teeth, her mouth tearing open, her head snapping up, her neck arched. Deepak squeezed her breasts. Mohan gasped and his buttocks squeezed taut, his hips pushed forward.
The camera cut to a close-up of his dark, gargantuan cock-mass gliding inexorably into her flesh, burrowing deeper and deeper into her rear channel. Pinned between the two magnificent lovers, Anjali whimpered deliriously, her face contorted in spasms of unmistakable lust. Her breasts were heavy and turgid, her nipples nut-hard in dark puckered aureoles.
"OhmaunhhOHunhhOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Anjali cried.
Slowly, Deepak arched his hips under her, squeezing her breasts, holding her waist. Gripping her buttocks, Mohan squeezed his penis deeper into her asshole. Anjali whimpered and cried out, her body twisting and arching, writhing between theirs. Her chest heaved in excitement and lust.
"C'mon fuck me ... please ... fuck me ... fuck me hard!" she moaned.
Beside them on the bed, Falu whimpered in excitement. Lying on her back, her knees spread wide, she masturbated with a thick, long rubber dildo. Holding it in both hands, she ran it in and out of her cunt, gasping and moaning. Her breasts were hot and swollen and they jiggled and bounced gently as she fucked herself. Her long *mangalsutra* slithered on her fair, sweat-flecked skin.
The two men were fucking Anjali heavily and deeply. She gasped and moaned and cried her pleasure, her body lurching and twisting and rocking back and forth, sandwiched between theirs. They moved in synchrony now, Mohan pushing his cock into her anus as Deepak thrust up into her cunt. The two distended penises sawed in and out of the adjacent orifices.
Anjali's face twisted and contorted and her body shook and trembled between theirs. She moaned and gasped, her head arched back, then falling forward. Mohan squeezed her breasts and crushed them hard, making her moan.
The camera slid sideways onto Falu's body. She was masturbating furiously now, rocking the dildo rapidly in and out of her cunt with one hand, her fingers tensed on his hilt, her arm stretched. Her hips heaved. Her face snapped from side to side and she squeezed her swollen breasts in a frenzy, scbanging her rigid nipples with the hard beads of her *mangalsutra*. The camera lingered in a close-up of her cunt, the hard, wet rubber dildo crushing her sodden cunt-flesh.
The camera slipped off the bed and rose, just above eye level. Looking down on the writhing, serpentine mass of limbs and flesh on the bed, it backed slowly out of the room. At the door, it pulled further back, moved down the corridor and, maintaining its line of sight, sank towards the floor, pausing at hip level.
Manisha lay on her back on the floor, her head to the camera, completely naked now. Leaning over her on his knees and outstretched arms, Hari was fucking her slowly and heavily. Manisha groaned, her lips parted, her pretty face tilted back, her long neck arched. Her breasts were swollen and turgid, her nipples nut-hard.
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