divya

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‎He rubbed the leaking head along divya soaked slit once — smearing her juices — then slammed in to the hilt with one savage thrust.

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‎Divya’s scream tore through the house — raw, throat-shredding — “AHHHHHHH…  bada… hai…!”

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‎Burning stretch. Fullness so brutal it felt like he was splitting her open.

‎ He didn’t pause — started pounding like a piston.

‎ Brutal, punishing strokes.

‎Each one bottomed out with bone-jarring force — balls slapping her clit hard, wet thwacks echoing. Her ass cheeks jiggled violently with every impact.

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‎ divya can't bare his penis in her small pussy.

‎ she is shouting with pain.

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‎ then Ranjith at door.

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‎“Aah… abbahh… dirty man… zor se… … AHHH… fuck me ..bhaiyaa…!” Divya shouted without control, voice cracking into sobs of pleasure-pain.

‎Tears streamed.

‎ Hips pushed back greedily — cunt sucking him deeper.

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‎ Ranjith see them,but they don't.

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‎Hamee twisted her long hair in fist like reins — yanked her head back sharply, arching her spine painfully.

‎Fucked even deeper.

‎Penis battering her cervix relentlessly. Pain flared blinding  — then melted into unbearable ecstasy.

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‎“Le kutiya… meri randi… le pura andar…!” he snarled, slapping her ass hard — crack like gunshot.

‎Red handprint bloomed instantly. Another slap. Another.

‎Each one made her clench tighter, juices squirting out around his shaft.

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‎ divya is shouting with ecstasy.

‎ Ranjith heard them.

‎ she never shouted when he did sex with her.

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‎Divya came violently — body convulsing like electrocuted.

‎“AHHH… main aa  … andar hi… AHHH!” Walls clamped like a vice.

‎ Juices gushed in hot spurts, soaking his balls, dripping on floor in thick puddles.

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‎ Legs shook so hard she would have collapsed if he wasn’t pinning her.

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