29-07-2026, 06:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 29-07-2026, 06:34 PM by vikramrox69. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Shamita reached past him, deliberately dragging her breasts across his forearm as she pulled the seat belt across his body and clicked it home—tight. Too tight. The strap cut diagonally over the slab of his pecs, pinning him like a trophy.
She stayed close, lips brushing the shell of his ear.
She stayed close, lips brushing the shell of his ear.
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