20-09-2025, 10:59 AM
The call stretched, slow, raw, her moans sharp, his grunts deep, their bodies synced in a digital dance. She plunged two fingers in, panting, "I... I need it," she whimpered, pussy clenching, wildness unleashed, his gaze her cage.
"Need what?" he teased, slowing his strokes, dragging it out. "I need... you," she sobbed, fingers thrusting, wet sounds filling the call, body arching, teetering.
He grinned, unseen, voice dark. "Me? Keep going, show me how bad." She did, three fingers now, stretching her, moans loud, desperate, her first orgasm a whisper away.
Madhuri knelt on her bed, nude, scarf loose over her face, body trembling as she fingered herself for him, his grunts syncing with her moans.
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"Fuck, you're dripping," he growled, strokes teasing, eyes devouring her masked form. "Faster, fuck yourself for me."
She whimpered, obeying, fingers plunging deep, wet and loud, hips bucking. "Yes... like that," she gasped, scarf slipping, lips bared, surrender total. "I... I can't stop, Aahh..." she moaned, thighs shaking, body a live wire.
He chuckled, dark, slow. "Good, don't. Imagine this cock, stretching you, filling you deep."
"Oh... please," she cried, fingers mimicking him, pussy soaking the sheet, mind lost to his filth. "It's... ahh.. too big for me," she sobbed, breasts bouncing, nipples hard.
"It's all yours, if you beg for it," he taunted.
"Please... I want to... mmm... come," she pleaded, voice breaking, fingers relentless, body arching, offering itself. "I'm your slave... ahhh... do anything for you," she gasped, tears wetting the scarf, wildness flooding every dam.