10-01-2019, 04:18 PM
"OHHHhhhh uhhh OHh ma uhhh ahhhh uhhhh ahhhhh!" she cried, delirious with joy.
He paused for a long moment, regaining control, and she knew then that it was to be a long bout. She took several deep breaths, her hips gently gyrating and swinging in slow, heavy circles, her cunt mashing itself on his pestle.
He straightened and held her hips again.
"*Eṉ cēval ceks vantu pirañcu vantu! Come on slut come on fuck my cock."
He began to rock her on her hands and feet, back and forth, back and forth, holding her hips to move her, his own hips pumping with a steady, unhurried rhythm. She took over and began to move of her own accord, her *mangalsutra* swinging in wider arcs, tossing and flapping as she lurched and swung back and forth, back and forth,back and forth, back and forth. Occasionally, they swung their hips in circles, gasping as he took her deeper still, from all angles. His cock glistened and shone, thick-veined and hard and dark and hot, emerging and disappearing between the smooth lobes of her buttocks, pranging her deep, sliding out, than pranging her again. He moved masterfully, fucking her like a god, in absolute control. Geeta moaned loudly, her body blazing with lust. Her head was arched, her luscious lips drawn back in a rictus of passion, exposing her perfect teeth. Her face was an effulgence of pleasure. Her lovely eyes were half-closed, her slender nose was flared and the breath rattled in her throat, making her voice husky and erotic. Veins and tendons stood out in her throat, her shoulders were tense and hollowed as she rocked and swung, moaning and keening. His cock was like a hot blade in her womb, piercing and skewering her without respite, relentless. His cock throbbed and pulsed like an electric prod in her belly; she could feel the hot blood and steaming jizz sizzle in the veins that stood out angrily down its length, clamoring for release, rasping delightfully against her inflamed, engorged clitoris, distending her dripping cunt-lips wide, reaming deep into her very being.
"OHHHHHHHHH *sahebhanh* UHHHHHH *hanh* uhhhh ohhhma uhh ahhhh uhhh ahhhh uhhh*hanh*uhhhh*Hanh*!!" she cried.
Suhas flung his head back, his fingers digging into her hips, his belly now sucked in with strain, his hips sliding back and forth, back and forth, crashing against her buttocks as he took her harder and deeper and faster. He clenched his teeth, his breath hissing softly, thickly, his superb, massive body cording with tension, the muscles rippling.
"Uhhh ohhhh uhhh uhhh ahhhhhhh uhhhhhh Eṉ cēval ceks vantu pirañcu vantu... c'mon whore c'mon! H*anh* uhhhh *hanh* uhhhh OHHHH uhh OHHHHH!" he grunted thickly, obscenely.
He began to alternate his rhythm without warning. After several minutes of long, steady stroking he suddenly began to ram-fuck her with deep, hard, rapid thrusts, pounding his hips savagely at her cunt, building up steam, feeling his jizz swell his cock even more as her cunt spasm uncontrollably on it, hot and tight as a vice, sucking taut and sharp. Just before he lost control, teetering on the verge of an orgasm, he slowed again.
Geeta bit her lower lip, beside herself. Her breasts and nipples ached for his touch, her cunt was a furnace. He caressed her breasts and she moaned, writhing beneath him. Again he struck a rapid, jack-hammer rhythm, reaming and ramming his cock deep into her. Again he slowed. Geeta whimpered, her slender legs trembling with the strain. Gently, Suhas let her sink to the floor, onto her knees, going down with her so that she was kneeling now, leaning over the edge of the bed, with him on his knees behind her. She moaned softly, her face arching, her forearms along the bed, long fingers scrunching the counterpane as he resumed his lovemaking. Holding her slim hips, he began to rock back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, his hands everywhere, under her breasts, cupping and squeezing them hard, under her belly, thumbing her clitoris, caressing her. His hips rocked slowly and unhurriedly back and forth, back and forth, his nostrils flared the eyes glassy, grunting and panting heavily.
His enormous cock glistened as it stroked smoothly in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt, emerging and disappearing into the hair rimmed folds of her cunt-lips. Her cunt was a hot, wet vice that spasmed and clamped on his penis. His cock throbbed and burned inside her, huge, impossible, his buttocks swinging now in circles, taking her from all angles, finding the innermost recesses of her being. She began to whimper and moan as he expertly stoked her fires anew. Her body began to move with his rocking back and forth, back and forth, back and forth beneath him. Her hips swung in pleasure, of their own accord, her buttocks writhing and rolling under his hips, flexing and un-flexing as he ran his cock into her. Then she rocked back and forth, up and down, her buttocks parting and closing as they swung up and down, her body gently arching and bowing alternately beneath him, her cunt sliding down, off his cock, then slithering back up to impale itself on his throbbing member again. Her cunt contracted on his penis and Suhas moaned softly in deep pleasure. His rhythm quickened. Hers matched his pace, her buttocks now not swinging or swaying but bucking and jerking rapidly up and down, up and down, up and down, pumping and pounding at his jouncing loins. Now he was piston rapidly in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt, biting his lower lip in tension, his handsome head flung back hands on her hollowed shoulders, jerking her hard down onto his penis as he slammed into her. She began to moan and cry out loudly as his cock plundered her flesh, thundering in and out like a battering ram, going faster and faster and faster still till he was pounding and reaming and ram-fucking her cunt, his balls thumping against her slender buttocks.
Suhas took pity on her and eased her forward onto the bed, onto her hands and knees. Her strong, shapely feet, steeply arched were pointed toe-down on the bed, the delicate silver anklets swinging. He knelt behind her, his cock inside her and rock-hard still. She was panting and moaning, almost sobbing with passion, desperate for the release he would not give her. Her long, thick silken tresses swung loose over one shoulder. He buried himself into her cunt and pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, tongued her ear, cupped and squeezed her hot, succulent breasts.
"Oh *saheb-saheb-saheb* ..." she whimpered, her hips writhing uncontrollably, her body swaying and shaking, hot and feverish to his magic touch. "Fuck me ... fuck me like a whore ... please ... I beg you ..."
"I want you ... again and again ... I want your ass, too ..." he murmured.
She moaned and began to move again, moaning thickly, beyond herself with lust and desire, her mind whirling insensate. Back and forth she rocked, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, her cunt sliding up and down, up and down, up and down the length of his shining penis. Her buttocks flexed and un-flexed, lobed outwards, his cock glistening as her buttocks and hips rocked up its gargantuan length then scrunched back down with a rasping sound. He held still. There was still time. He stretched his hands down and again caressed her turgid breasts gently, making her shudder and moan even more loudly. He bent and kissed the nape of her long neck, trickled his tongue down the sweet dip of her spine. Her slender body was hot, burning.
"OHHHHhh saheb ...*hanh* ... uhhhh *hanh*!" she went.
To her relief, he relented at last and began to move again, fucking her steadily and unhurriedly, stroking masterfully with his hips, swinging them round and round, back and forth, round and round, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, his cock going in and out, in and out, in and out in and out. Holding her hips and moving her with him to suit his rhythm, his pleasure, literally masturbating himself on her cunt, he gradually picked up tempo as he let himself go, arching his head. Now his hips were pumping furiously, with a kind of demonic energy and strength piston and pummeling her buttocks, plunging his skewer deep into her, slamming into her cunt, ram-fucking her, going faster and faster, harder and deeper, grunting and gasping.
She moaned louder still and began to orgasm at last, shivering with tension, moaning and biting her lip, crying out loudly as the sharp orgasm hit her again and again. He kept up his rhythm, adding to the intensity of her orgasm, letting her feel the hard, rasping length of his cock invade her again and again and again, relentless in its magnificent power.
He paused and rose, going into a deep squat astride her, his hands on the small of her back, pushing her body down deeper so that her face was pressed to the bed, on its side. Her mouth was open in a wide 'O' of lust, her eyes closed. He paused, his cock half in half out of her and then, with a loud, shuddering gasp, he sank into her flesh again and she cried out, the breath rushing from her throat in a rattling gasp, her neck arching, her body jerking forward on the bed as the monstrous, wonderful instrument of joy seared into her flesh. He began to move rapidly, pumping and piston, his buttocks jouncing and bobbing swiftly up and down, up and down, his belly sucked in with the strain, his mouth open, eyes hooded, head flung back, holding her under him, his cock rising and falling, shining, glistening, going in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, and again she felt herself soar high, high, high, teeter on the verge and then spill over with a loud, pulsating, gasping moan and cry of wonder.
He paused for a long moment, regaining control, and she knew then that it was to be a long bout. She took several deep breaths, her hips gently gyrating and swinging in slow, heavy circles, her cunt mashing itself on his pestle.
He straightened and held her hips again.
"*Eṉ cēval ceks vantu pirañcu vantu! Come on slut come on fuck my cock."
He began to rock her on her hands and feet, back and forth, back and forth, holding her hips to move her, his own hips pumping with a steady, unhurried rhythm. She took over and began to move of her own accord, her *mangalsutra* swinging in wider arcs, tossing and flapping as she lurched and swung back and forth, back and forth,back and forth, back and forth. Occasionally, they swung their hips in circles, gasping as he took her deeper still, from all angles. His cock glistened and shone, thick-veined and hard and dark and hot, emerging and disappearing between the smooth lobes of her buttocks, pranging her deep, sliding out, than pranging her again. He moved masterfully, fucking her like a god, in absolute control. Geeta moaned loudly, her body blazing with lust. Her head was arched, her luscious lips drawn back in a rictus of passion, exposing her perfect teeth. Her face was an effulgence of pleasure. Her lovely eyes were half-closed, her slender nose was flared and the breath rattled in her throat, making her voice husky and erotic. Veins and tendons stood out in her throat, her shoulders were tense and hollowed as she rocked and swung, moaning and keening. His cock was like a hot blade in her womb, piercing and skewering her without respite, relentless. His cock throbbed and pulsed like an electric prod in her belly; she could feel the hot blood and steaming jizz sizzle in the veins that stood out angrily down its length, clamoring for release, rasping delightfully against her inflamed, engorged clitoris, distending her dripping cunt-lips wide, reaming deep into her very being.
"OHHHHHHHHH *sahebhanh* UHHHHHH *hanh* uhhhh ohhhma uhh ahhhh uhhh ahhhh uhhh*hanh*uhhhh*Hanh*!!" she cried.
Suhas flung his head back, his fingers digging into her hips, his belly now sucked in with strain, his hips sliding back and forth, back and forth, crashing against her buttocks as he took her harder and deeper and faster. He clenched his teeth, his breath hissing softly, thickly, his superb, massive body cording with tension, the muscles rippling.
"Uhhh ohhhh uhhh uhhh ahhhhhhh uhhhhhh Eṉ cēval ceks vantu pirañcu vantu... c'mon whore c'mon! H*anh* uhhhh *hanh* uhhhh OHHHH uhh OHHHHH!" he grunted thickly, obscenely.
He began to alternate his rhythm without warning. After several minutes of long, steady stroking he suddenly began to ram-fuck her with deep, hard, rapid thrusts, pounding his hips savagely at her cunt, building up steam, feeling his jizz swell his cock even more as her cunt spasm uncontrollably on it, hot and tight as a vice, sucking taut and sharp. Just before he lost control, teetering on the verge of an orgasm, he slowed again.
Geeta bit her lower lip, beside herself. Her breasts and nipples ached for his touch, her cunt was a furnace. He caressed her breasts and she moaned, writhing beneath him. Again he struck a rapid, jack-hammer rhythm, reaming and ramming his cock deep into her. Again he slowed. Geeta whimpered, her slender legs trembling with the strain. Gently, Suhas let her sink to the floor, onto her knees, going down with her so that she was kneeling now, leaning over the edge of the bed, with him on his knees behind her. She moaned softly, her face arching, her forearms along the bed, long fingers scrunching the counterpane as he resumed his lovemaking. Holding her slim hips, he began to rock back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, his hands everywhere, under her breasts, cupping and squeezing them hard, under her belly, thumbing her clitoris, caressing her. His hips rocked slowly and unhurriedly back and forth, back and forth, his nostrils flared the eyes glassy, grunting and panting heavily.
His enormous cock glistened as it stroked smoothly in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt, emerging and disappearing into the hair rimmed folds of her cunt-lips. Her cunt was a hot, wet vice that spasmed and clamped on his penis. His cock throbbed and burned inside her, huge, impossible, his buttocks swinging now in circles, taking her from all angles, finding the innermost recesses of her being. She began to whimper and moan as he expertly stoked her fires anew. Her body began to move with his rocking back and forth, back and forth, back and forth beneath him. Her hips swung in pleasure, of their own accord, her buttocks writhing and rolling under his hips, flexing and un-flexing as he ran his cock into her. Then she rocked back and forth, up and down, her buttocks parting and closing as they swung up and down, her body gently arching and bowing alternately beneath him, her cunt sliding down, off his cock, then slithering back up to impale itself on his throbbing member again. Her cunt contracted on his penis and Suhas moaned softly in deep pleasure. His rhythm quickened. Hers matched his pace, her buttocks now not swinging or swaying but bucking and jerking rapidly up and down, up and down, up and down, pumping and pounding at his jouncing loins. Now he was piston rapidly in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt, biting his lower lip in tension, his handsome head flung back hands on her hollowed shoulders, jerking her hard down onto his penis as he slammed into her. She began to moan and cry out loudly as his cock plundered her flesh, thundering in and out like a battering ram, going faster and faster and faster still till he was pounding and reaming and ram-fucking her cunt, his balls thumping against her slender buttocks.
Suhas took pity on her and eased her forward onto the bed, onto her hands and knees. Her strong, shapely feet, steeply arched were pointed toe-down on the bed, the delicate silver anklets swinging. He knelt behind her, his cock inside her and rock-hard still. She was panting and moaning, almost sobbing with passion, desperate for the release he would not give her. Her long, thick silken tresses swung loose over one shoulder. He buried himself into her cunt and pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, tongued her ear, cupped and squeezed her hot, succulent breasts.
"Oh *saheb-saheb-saheb* ..." she whimpered, her hips writhing uncontrollably, her body swaying and shaking, hot and feverish to his magic touch. "Fuck me ... fuck me like a whore ... please ... I beg you ..."
"I want you ... again and again ... I want your ass, too ..." he murmured.
She moaned and began to move again, moaning thickly, beyond herself with lust and desire, her mind whirling insensate. Back and forth she rocked, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, her cunt sliding up and down, up and down, up and down the length of his shining penis. Her buttocks flexed and un-flexed, lobed outwards, his cock glistening as her buttocks and hips rocked up its gargantuan length then scrunched back down with a rasping sound. He held still. There was still time. He stretched his hands down and again caressed her turgid breasts gently, making her shudder and moan even more loudly. He bent and kissed the nape of her long neck, trickled his tongue down the sweet dip of her spine. Her slender body was hot, burning.
"OHHHHhh saheb ...*hanh* ... uhhhh *hanh*!" she went.
To her relief, he relented at last and began to move again, fucking her steadily and unhurriedly, stroking masterfully with his hips, swinging them round and round, back and forth, round and round, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, his cock going in and out, in and out, in and out in and out. Holding her hips and moving her with him to suit his rhythm, his pleasure, literally masturbating himself on her cunt, he gradually picked up tempo as he let himself go, arching his head. Now his hips were pumping furiously, with a kind of demonic energy and strength piston and pummeling her buttocks, plunging his skewer deep into her, slamming into her cunt, ram-fucking her, going faster and faster, harder and deeper, grunting and gasping.
She moaned louder still and began to orgasm at last, shivering with tension, moaning and biting her lip, crying out loudly as the sharp orgasm hit her again and again. He kept up his rhythm, adding to the intensity of her orgasm, letting her feel the hard, rasping length of his cock invade her again and again and again, relentless in its magnificent power.
He paused and rose, going into a deep squat astride her, his hands on the small of her back, pushing her body down deeper so that her face was pressed to the bed, on its side. Her mouth was open in a wide 'O' of lust, her eyes closed. He paused, his cock half in half out of her and then, with a loud, shuddering gasp, he sank into her flesh again and she cried out, the breath rushing from her throat in a rattling gasp, her neck arching, her body jerking forward on the bed as the monstrous, wonderful instrument of joy seared into her flesh. He began to move rapidly, pumping and piston, his buttocks jouncing and bobbing swiftly up and down, up and down, his belly sucked in with the strain, his mouth open, eyes hooded, head flung back, holding her under him, his cock rising and falling, shining, glistening, going in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, and again she felt herself soar high, high, high, teeter on the verge and then spill over with a loud, pulsating, gasping moan and cry of wonder.
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