Stories

“I love this cock so much, it's mine.” I whisper, going down. Its gleaming shiny head was already bouncing and hard.

In response, I smiled and I peeled the petals of my pink pussy apart. It glistened, revealing its juicy interior.

My hips eased down on Ravi, as I felt every inch of him move inside me.

Just as I clicked the stove on with milk on it, Ravi’s fingers found my warm waist below my t-shirt.

Rascal Ravi! Trapped me right where I wanted!

His hands slowly roamed over my red kurta, over my stomach, moving up… I sighed…

He pushed his groin into my ass, his hard-on evident.