Rohit would spend most of the day with his wife Disha getting massages, shopping at the local stores, or even sometimes having sex. Imagine your hard cock plunging my warm, wet, depths. “Would you mind terribly if we’re, like, half an hour late to the beach?”, he asked her as he hugged her from behind, kissed her neck and pushed his erection against her butt. But now that they were living in the same home, it was very different. Then he stood up with his cock still down her throat. Tisca laughed as she pulled her top off, allowing her massive, naked breasts plop out. She eventually fucked that guy that night, letting him cum in her pussy as Rohit came into her panties in his hand. “I think this might’ve been your best one yet.”
“Well then, I guess I deserve a special prize.”
“Oh, definitely. Of course, this left the whole “fucking Nora” question unanswered. She stood above his body, victorious. Shraddha, naked and sweaty, and kneeling before him and sucking his cock enthusiastically. You’ll never be able to do to me what Rohit does.”
“Get on your fours on the bed”, Rohit commanded Nora, before Karan could whimper his reply, “Now.”
As soon as she stood up, Rohit pushed her onto the bed, eliciting a sexy giggle from her.
