Fingers entered her Choot and her gaanD roughly, quickly, and almost lifted her as her body was filled. Spurts of wonderful sensation emanated from the penetration. The fingers began to move in urgent, spasmodic pushes, and she groaned in response, trying to move her groin to increase the power of it. Something probed her mouth, and she felt an enormous tongue enter between her lips, and sucked on the wet, probing instrument as her own licked at its rough texture. Her arms dropped to his head and she pulled it to her so their lips locked together, as his hands increased the speed and strength of their movements in her bottom. The tongue was almost into her throat, but she swallowed and gasped with passion.
Suddenly and cruelly, he pulled away. She stood with her arms empty, staring at him, gaping with disappointment, wanting more. But she heard the voice say "Mere lunD ki Pooja karo." She fell to her knees, staring at his lunD. It was firmer now, sloping out from the dark pubic bone. The head was peeking out of the foreskin, the tiny slit moist. She exhaled as she leaned toward it, and licked gently at the drop of cloudy juice. It tasted bitter and tart. Her mouth opened as she raised a hand to push it upwards, and felt it jerk as she surrounded the first inch with her lips. As she closed around the tube, her hand reached down and began to diddle her clitty again, and she sucked his lunD into her mouth.
XGirl had never sucked a lunD before, but this felt natural and marvelous. Blood vessels pulsed as it stiffened further, and her tongue laved at the textured skin of the head, tasting more of his essence. She sunk more of it into her, breathing through her nose, smelling a powerful, savage male perfume. She pushed harder, forcing it down her throat, feeling the blood flowing, and her free hand reached around to pull his hips to her. It closed her airway as it entered her almost to it's full length, and she let it out, tongue still lapping firmly.
The male flesh hardened as she began moving so it fucked her mouth. She felt her stomach soar as her hips writhed with the pleasure she was giving this fantastic creature. Shaitan ka Pujari. Her master. Her lover. It was pistoning inside her, and her mouth seemed to water with the taste and wonder of this act. She lifted her eyes and caught his look of excitement, of control, and of enjoyment. She pulled away slightly so all there was in her mouth was the head, and sucked it fiercely, hearing little sounds her mouth was making as it ministered to him.
But he suddenly humped fully into her, and even as she choked, she felt a gush of liquid jetting into her throat. She swallowed, but its volume was too much, and she felt it dribbling out of her lips. It was the same tart taste, but stronger, and more compelling. She smiled avidly, opening her mouth as another spurt fired over her tongue. Then a hand in her hair pulled her face away, and a spray jumped into her eyes. He is cumming his throbbing lunD is spurting hot white thick Cream on Her Beauitful Sex Face began dripping down to her nose, and she grinned her own evil pleasure at his debasement. Her bottom was on fire.
He was breathing hard, and she nuzzled to his groin, kissing lightly at the ball sack, the base of his lunD, his abdomen. There was still some leaking, and she pressed her face to it, further smearing his jism on her cheeks and lips. It was as though she wanted herself covered with his essence, surrendering to his defiling capture of her soul. Dimly, she saddened that this might be the end of her seduction.
The hand in her hair pulled her upright. "Main koi insann nahi hoon , issi liye meri Shakti bhi Insaan se bahut jaiyada hai Issi liye Jiss tarha main tujhe chodon ga uss tarha koi bhi Insaan nahi chod sake ga orr ajj ke baad tumhari Choot main mere lunD se Chudwane ki aag baDh'tee rahegee ,, teri choot rooj mere lunD ko pukare gi,XGirl." He was sneering at her, and covered her white thick Juicey mouth with his, the thick tongue moving between her lips. She felt his lunD against her belly, still stiff. Her heart soared. What now, she wondered, but tingled with desire to experience whatever it would be. He had to take her, use her. She cried out in the dim cavern " Mujjhe chod ,,, chod Mujhayyyyy , chod de Meri Chooottt ,,, UMmmmmeeeeeee....."
He lifted her easily to the altar, positioning her legs on the forks of the "Y', so she was splayed open, her Choot exposed to the mirror now. As his hands wandered over her titties, and her fevered skin, the mirror showed the pink flesh between the labia, and the matting of black pubic hair from the moisture of her desire. She spread her arms again, offering herself, waiting breathlessly. Her hips were wantonly undulating, trying to invite his rape.
She saw his face between her legs, his tongue licking over his mouth as he stared at her needy, twisting body. His hands were on her thighs, pressing and kneading. The fierce head began to lower, and she realized his mouth and that powerful tongue were nearing her raging Choot. Oh, he's going to eat my Choot, she thought. Jaldii karro jaldi. She humped to him, and hissed " meri Choot Chattttt,ummm essss."
His lips seemed to smack to her foaming Choot, locking it inside his mouth, and she groaned and writhed with the stimulating thrill of it. She felt the tongue, first entering deeply into her wet tunnel, then coming up to her love button. " ummm Maaaaa ,, ummm , Maaaa ,, offff uffff arghhhhhhhh." Her mind was whirling with the feeling of floating in a sea of passion. The tongue kept up its movement, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her groin. Her Choot seethed with heat, and the tongue fucked vigorously into her, amazingly deep. Her hands wrapped in her hair, as she groaned with sensual awakening.
She felt his hands squeezing the folds of her Choot together, increasing the friction of his tongue as it rampaged in her tight Choot. Each flick of her clit sent stars whirling in her mind, and she thought she heard him growling heavily as she heaved into his face with legs taut and shaking. But his eating became harder and faster, sending her into a roaring fog of want.
Even without experience of it, she knew orgasm was near. " Abb chod mujhe Apne lunD se ,, chod mujhayyy chod dayyy naaaa, aaaa Meri choot ka BlatKar karo , Pharr dayy meri Choot ummm." He rose, the evil grin wider, the look of desire and conquest grossly exciting to her frantic mind. In the mirror, she saw the wanton woman begging for his monsterous member. XGirl Verma, a Randi . " haan jaldi chod , chod ummm ,,sssssssssss."
He had hurled his massive lunD into her heedless of pain or speed, but all she felt was gratitude at the stinging sensation of vibrant wonder. The base punched her clitty, making it the focal point of her flaring heat. Tides of thrilling feelings almost drove her unconscious as he began to thrust and thrust, all the way back out with each stroke. The stretching of her flesh was unbearably sweet, as though her Choot was able to adapt perfectly to his huge lunD. She could feel every inch, every ridge, every part of his lunD as it pummeled her unmercifully, the careless savagery of it adding to her rising need.
She began to babble mindlessly as he fucked, reaching out fruitlessly, twisting and bending and humping. "Ungh, ungh, ohhh uffff urrrmphh, rfff. chod chod , umm chod." She felt on a high plateau of goodness, soaring in carnal delight. Her hands began pulling and pinching her titties as her eyes closed, and a whirlpool started spinning in her red hazed mind. His hands were pressing on her groin, pushing in firmly, making her clitty pulse and twitch with each of his powerful strokes.
The whirlpool tightened and tightened, spinning faster, as she writhed to his pistoning lunD. Her eyes snapped open and widened, staring at his leering face, now grotesque in its concentration. He slowed his thrusts, but increased the force of them, driving with incredible power. She couldn't breathe, as the whirlpool concentrated itself into a tiny dot of fantastic intensity, and then an explosion of rhapsodic sweetness burst in her soul. She knew what it was.
" oieee Maaa , oieeeeee Maaa urggggggg oofffff." Her head was twisting as her hands punched and tweaked at her boobs, her tingling nipples. The climax took over her body, sending raging pangs of lust ringing through her. It was a glorious release of a dam of pleasure, thrilling her to her depths. His mighty lunD kept up its spasmodic penetrations, each time spinning another thrill into her groin. Suddenly he froze, buried deep in her ovaries. She felt red hot liquid filling her, over filling, leaking out onto her gaanDhole. He thrust again, and she felt more of his spunk jet into her Choot. The rivulet coming out became a stream, as her own hips raised to keep him buried. His sperm was puddling on the stone, she let her rear end sink back onto it, and wiggled to coat her gaanD.
XGirl was almost out of her mind. Her release was so welcome and complete she surged up to wrap her arms around his shoulders and locked her lips to his, her tongue shooting into his mouth as deeply as she could make it go. Her legs were still resting on the stirrups of the altar, and she heaved them around his waist, still humping her hips onto his lunD. The explosion roared on and on. Her clitty felt like a ball of excitement. As she felt his tongue lash with hers, and his mouth suck hers, she groaned with joy.
Their kiss went for what seemed like hours, though it was only minutes. She began to feel giddy and weak, and finally collapsed back onto the altar, returning her legs to the stirrups. She felt his lunD exit her Choot with a loud squish, and a jet of his jism fired onto her tits and her belly. She held his eyes as she rubbed it into her skin, finally licking the residue with her tongue. He laughed at her pleasure, but she thought he approved her licentiousness.
Her climax was over, though her body still tingled. She was aware of the stickiness of his spunk as it dried on her heated skin, but it was all part of this incredible experience. Just as she thought their fucking might be over, she felt his hands pull at her gaanD cheeks, and his lunD probed between the firm globes of her Sexy Round gaanD He is going to Fuck her Tight gaanD " oh uffff ohhhhhhhhhhh hayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy oieee maaaaaa ,,
Apni Randi ki gaanD Marni hai um mm ,Mar LO , Yeh gaanD Tumhare lunD ke liye hai Aoo Apne lunD ko Meri gaanD ki Gehraiyo main dal kar mujhe Apni Kutiya bana kar chodo ,,, ummm" she said inn a Husky lust full voice. She felt it at the puckered rim of her gaanD Hole, and bent her legs to give him access. Her mind dimly registered the pain this new penetration might cause, but found herself again murmuring "Hannn chod mujhe ,, meri gaanD mar , Marrr ohhhhhh uffff."This time, he entered her slowly, the lubrication from her Choot making his turgid meat slide smoothly, yet the pain of her stretched gaanDhole caused her to scream out. But even as she did, the stinging added to the warmth in her belly, as her hips began to move again. As his lunD sunk further and further into her Tight gaanD, stretching and tormenting her gaanD tube, she screamed again, but the tortured look as she held his eyes did not plead for him to stop,
" maaro na apni Randi ki gaanD Kas kas kar maaro , apni Randi bana lo mujhe , main Teri Kutiya hoon mujhe Kutte ki tarha chod ,, mar meri gaanDdd arghhhhh" She want him but to continue his domination of her. The pain mixed with waves of exhiliration and pleasure, in an erotic salad of feeling. Her heart was pounding even faster than with her previous climax, as she felt his monster lunD in her insides, his groin pressed against her butt cheeks.
The pain was only from the entrance rim, stretched so fully. Inside, the nerves signalled the presence of his lunD, and the insertion had been sexy and stimulating. He humped slightly upwards, further tearing at the tight opening into her gaanD, and as she screamed, the sound became hoarse with welcoming passion. "Aaaagh, Mar meriii gaanD ufff oh bahut Maja aa rehaaaa ummmmmmmm, maaaaaaaa , oieeeeeee aieeeee." Her reflection in the mirror held an expression of ugly grimace, but even as she watched, it began to change to fevered desire for more.
He began to pull out, but just a few inches, and then humped firmly back in. The thrust was good now, and the pain from her entrance was passing, though still adding a stinging dimension to his throbbing invasion. She found herself gasping "hann haannn ufff orr Joor se ,, umm orr Kas kar ke ,, Mar meri gaanD ,, ogggg chod le apni Randiiiii koo ufffff." and grinning at him as he again cycled into her body. He inserted his thumb in her Choot, and began to rub her clitty, and now thrills again began ringing wildly through her groin, and soon took over her whole body, her whole being. She began squirming to him, trying to increase the speed and force of his strokes in both her holes. Lovely mixed sensations of pain and pleasure coursed through her.
His movements began to speed up, and she recognized the building need for release from just a few minutes before. Another orgasm, she thought frantically. Oh yes, yes. The whirlpool was back, open and red tinged in her mind, as she began to twist and undulate spasmodically in her splayed position on the altar. Her jism coated skin tingled with heat, and the friction of the stone added to her rising desire. How could she have avoided this wondrous experience all these years?
He leaned forward and began to paw at her tits, kneading and pinching. She covered his hands, and found herself pleading to him "Haan Arkan, phaaR de meri gaanD , ummm le meri gaanD ka Maja oieeeee uffff aaaagh." His leaning pulled his lunD upwards, lifting her hips off the altar, and her calves were resting against his shoulders. Most of her weight was now on her back, and she felt a wonderful sense of his lunD as a pile driver into her gaanD, as the whirlpool began to close.
Her writhing became frantic and vicious. She was striving for more pain, more thrilling waves from her Choot, a higher peak. Her face felt full as a balloon, as her tongue lolled out, and groans of passion churned unintelligibly from her wailing moaning. Her groin was fucking back to his hand and lunD. All her movements were unconscious and wild. Her climax began to happen, more slowly than her first, but with even more force.
Explosions went off in her head, as fire seemed to rage in her. She could not speak at all, her head twisting with her release. This was a tidal wave of excitement and roiling orgasm, rolling rather than bursting, but powerful and complete. It lasted and lasted, as she watched him grin with his mastery over her flailing body. She felt liquid filling her intestine, again leaking out onto the altar. Her hand reached under her gaanD to catch a palmful, and she sucked it as the pleasure held its sway over her. Then she collapsed, floating in euphoria.
She felt his lunD leave her, and sighed with disappointment. When she began to again be able to see, after the haze left her mind, he was staring at her with pleasure. "XGirl tu ne mujhe or mere lunD ko khush kar diya , abb tuu Meri Randii hai !!! XGirl." Her heart soared with her pride at his words.
He waited until her breathing became less labored, and then pulled her to him through the angles of the stirrups. As she felt her feet support her, he stepped to the side, and their reflection in the mirror showed a still gorgeous, spunk smeared, dark haired maiden and a handsome god, standing hand in hand as though he was displaying her to the reflection. Then he stepped through the surface, pulling her with him.
They were standing in a huge room, with no obvious walls, yet she knew it was enclosed. Several small pools were scattered around, and beautiful women, mostly Indian, lolled around the area. They looked at her with expressions that seemed welcoming and understanding of her amazement and joy. He led her to the nearest water, and they waded in as his hands began to bathe her. They both submerged, and he kissed her under the surface, in a lingering and softer way. Her comatose brain still welcomed his caresses and his lips. As they rose, her mind filled with his final words to her.
"tu meri Randi hai XGirl ,, tera yeh khoobsorat Munh Teri yeh Chikni Choot or teri Tang gaanD ka Soorakh mera hai Tere Jisam or dimagh Teri Atma abb meri hai ,, tu Aaj se Wasna ki Pujaran hai ,, abb tu ne mere liye INSANo KI bali charhani hai abb tu unn Ka Shikar kare gi tu unn ko apne Sexy Jisam ke jalwe dikha kar Wasna ki aag main Jale gi or Phir Unn ke lunD or Chooto koe maze le gi or phir Khoob maja le kar unki Sari Shakti Choos kar unki Bali chaDhaaye gi or unki Atma meri ghulam ho jay gii ,, phir hum Sari Duniya par hakoomat kare ge sari Duniya main Shaitan ki Sarkar ho gi Samjhii meri Randi !!!." He led her to the mirror, and ushered her back to the cavern, alone. Her last sight of him was as one of the women began sucking his lunD with obvious pleasure and skill.
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