Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 

 
Rohan’s frustration with Mamta still burned hot in his veins.
 
He had come so close that morning, he could still feel the memory of her pussy lips against the tip of his cock, could still hear her breathless "no" when he was about to push inside her.
 
The rejection stung, fueling his anger and desire.
 
He wasn't done.
Not by a long shot.
 
Rohan pulled out only long enough to flip Neetu onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so she was on her hands and legs, all fours before him.
 
Her pussy glistened with her juices, swollen and inviting.
 
He positioned himself at her entrance again, in a doggy style, his cock still rock hard and throbbing.
 
"Rohan, what are you...?" Neetu started, but her words dissolved into a moan as he slammed into her from behind, burying his thick dick to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
 
"I'm not done with you yet sweetheart," he growled, his hands gripping her hips tight enough to leave bruises. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk."
 
He began to piston in and out of her, his movements hard and fast.
 
Each thrust drove deep, hitting places inside her that made her cry out with pleasure and pain.
 
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room, mingling with Neetu's moans and Rohan's grunts.
 
Yes, that's it, take it, you little bitch, this is for your mother he thought, his eyes closed as he imagined Mamta in her daughter's place.
 
This is what you get for stopping me this morning.
 
This is what you get for being such a cock-tease.
 
I'll fuck your daughter until she can't take anymore, and I'll imagine it's you the whole time.
 
Neetu's arms gave out, causing her face to press against the sofa as Rohan continued to pound into her from behind.
 
Her ass cheeks rippled with each impact, her pussy gripping his cock like it never wanted to let go.