Desi beauty’s forbidden rendezvous: wild group pleasure in hidden Hindi affair

Each time, I’d convulse, squirting hard, my body arching as he kept going relentlessly, his fingers plunging until rolling orgasms had me curled up, begging incoherently. I worked so hard to be perfect for him, to moan just right, to swallow every bit, because pleasing him made me feel powerful. Xxx video Sometimes I’d stroke him while he fingered me, our hands working in tandem over the long miles. He’d fill me up, and I’d sit in class or at home with his cum leaking out, a secret shame that made me wet all over again. “Finish me,” he’d say, and I’d suck him off, bobbing my head eagerly, focusing on every detail to do a good job—swirling my tongue, taking him deep until I gagged, then pushing through because I loved