07-10-2025, 09:53 AM
Neetu’s Climax - Continuation of the final Round
Sirisha could hear the soft, needy groans escaping Neetu’s lips, the way her body quivered and arched under Ravi’s touch, and it made Sirisha feel sensations she had never known.
Her heart raced in her chest, each beat echoing the rhythm of the lovers before her, a wild, intoxicating pulse that left her both shy and burning with curiosity.
There was something almost awe-inspiring, almost sacred about the way Ravi and Neetu moved together, a seamless, fluid connection, as if their bodies were speaking a language she could feel but not yet name.
Ravi’s eyes flicked toward Sirisha again, dark and raw, filled with a hunger that made her stomach tighten and thighs ache.
“Ready?” he asked, his voice rough and hoarse, thick with need. “I love you so much.” The words were a direct current through her chest, leaving her torn between instinctive hesitation and a reckless desire to step closer, to touch, to become part of the intensity unfolding.
Neetu’s hands found her then, soft but insistent, guiding and anchoring her trembling form. She wrapped Sirisha in a protective, intimate embrace that somehow felt simultaneously safe and electrifying.
"Come with us, beta," Neetu whispered, her voice a low hum vibrating in Sirisha’s chest. "You don’t have to be afraid. We’ll take care of you. It is the most wonderful feeling in the world."
A shiver of anticipation ran through Sirisha, her chest tightening with a mixture of awe, fear, and longing. Her body responded before her mind could fully catch up.
She stepped closer, drawn by Neetu’s warmth, the electric promise in Ravi’s gaze, and the irresistible pull of their connection.
Her hand found Neetu’s, trembling slightly but firming as she felt the weight of the moment, the gravity of what she was stepping into.
With a slow, deliberate motion, Ravi pressed his thick, hard cock into Neetu’s wet pussy, eliciting simultaneous gasps of pleasure from both of them.
Sirisha’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat at the sight, the tight, welcoming warmth of Neetu’s body enveloping him, the way their skin glistened in the room’s muted light.
Her heart pounded in her chest as the erotic tableau before her unfolded, and she felt a deep, intoxicating pull stirring in her own body, a heat that was impossible to ignore.
Ravi’s cock penetrated Neetu fully, filling her completely, the slick friction making her hips arch instinctively.
Sirisha could hear the soft, needy groans escaping Neetu’s lips, the way her body quivered and arched under Ravi’s touch, and it made Sirisha feel sensations she had never known.
Her heart raced in her chest, each beat echoing the rhythm of the lovers before her, a wild, intoxicating pulse that left her both shy and burning with curiosity.
There was something almost awe-inspiring, almost sacred about the way Ravi and Neetu moved together, a seamless, fluid connection, as if their bodies were speaking a language she could feel but not yet name.
Ravi’s eyes flicked toward Sirisha again, dark and raw, filled with a hunger that made her stomach tighten and thighs ache.
“Ready?” he asked, his voice rough and hoarse, thick with need. “I love you so much.” The words were a direct current through her chest, leaving her torn between instinctive hesitation and a reckless desire to step closer, to touch, to become part of the intensity unfolding.
Neetu’s hands found her then, soft but insistent, guiding and anchoring her trembling form. She wrapped Sirisha in a protective, intimate embrace that somehow felt simultaneously safe and electrifying.
"Come with us, beta," Neetu whispered, her voice a low hum vibrating in Sirisha’s chest. "You don’t have to be afraid. We’ll take care of you. It is the most wonderful feeling in the world."
A shiver of anticipation ran through Sirisha, her chest tightening with a mixture of awe, fear, and longing. Her body responded before her mind could fully catch up.
She stepped closer, drawn by Neetu’s warmth, the electric promise in Ravi’s gaze, and the irresistible pull of their connection.
Her hand found Neetu’s, trembling slightly but firming as she felt the weight of the moment, the gravity of what she was stepping into.
With a slow, deliberate motion, Ravi pressed his thick, hard cock into Neetu’s wet pussy, eliciting simultaneous gasps of pleasure from both of them.
Sirisha’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat at the sight, the tight, welcoming warmth of Neetu’s body enveloping him, the way their skin glistened in the room’s muted light.
Her heart pounded in her chest as the erotic tableau before her unfolded, and she felt a deep, intoxicating pull stirring in her own body, a heat that was impossible to ignore.
Ravi’s cock penetrated Neetu fully, filling her completely, the slick friction making her hips arch instinctively.
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