Ranjeet’s eyes burned with dark, consuming lust as he looked down at Priya. She was still on her knees on the soaked mattress, her face and heavy breasts glistening with layers of his thick cum and her own stringy saliva. The room smelled of sweat, sex, and her absolute surrender. Her lips were swollen, her eyes teary but glowing with submissive hunger. The sight of her like this, broken, dripping, eager made his cock throb painfully, all standing up against his belly, slick with her throat slime.
“Lesson Six, meri sabse bhooki randi,” he growled, his voice thick with pride and cruelty. “Aaj teri throat ko mera pura lund lena padega… aur is baar doggy style mein. Kutiya ban jaa. Gaand upar, muh neeche, chin mattress pe rakh. Jaise meri kutiya ban gayi hai tu mere lund ke liye. Chal, jaldi kar, meri gandi kutiya.”
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