21-09-2025, 06:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 21-09-2025, 06:20 PM by Steel. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Madhuri’s moans grew louder, her breath ragged. Her toes curled and her body trembled with every stroke of his monster cock, a sensation so intense, so new, it overwhelmed her.
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Madhuri : “More… give me... more,” she pleaded, her voice desperate, her pussy clenching around him.
Ishaan leaned down, his chest brushing against hers in missionary, his lips finding her neck, kissing and sucking as he thrust harder, his hands kneading her breasts.
Madhuri’s moans became cries, her body rocking with his, the handcuffs rattling as she pulled against them, lost in the pleasure.
Abhi fapped furiously, a dream unfolding in front of him, his breath shallow, his eyes locked on his mother’s taking his bully deep, yet his own craving grew, frustrated by Ishaan’s rule that he could only observe.
Ishaan : “Turn around,” he growl sounded like a command. He uncuffed her wrists just long enough to flip her onto her stomach, guiding her to her knees, her ass raised high. Madhuri’s heart raced, her body pliant, too consumed by desire to resist.
He positioned her in doggy style, his hand delivering a sharp spank to her ass, the sound cracking through the room.
Madhuri : “Aaahh!” she moaned loudly, her voice raw, her cheeks flushing as the sting mixed with pleasure.
Ishaan : “Keep it low,” the voice said, as he spanked her again, harder. Madhuri bit her lip, her face pressing into the cushion.
Madhuri : “Sorry, honey,” she gasped, her voice muffled, trembling with arousal. “I couldn’t help it… you were never this hot.”
Ishaan reached up, unlocking the handcuffs with a soft click, freeing her wrists.
Her mind lost in the heat of his touch as she arched her back, pressing herself into him as he resumed fucking her, his cock sliding in and out, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her.
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With each powerful thrust, Madhuri felt the blindfold loosen, slipping slightly. Her breath caught as it shifted, and through one eye, she caught a glimpse in the bedside mirror, a fleeting reflection of Ishaan’s muscular, naked frame behind her, his cock plunging deep into her.
His handsome frame, slick with sweat, was focused, intense, his body dominating hers. Her heart raced, the sight amplifying her arousal, but she didn’t want to break the spell of the night. Quickly, she tugged the blindfold back into place, her cheeks burnt with her body craving more.