Jannat in Cape Town 🔞

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His dick is standing hard like rock.

Round started.

Jannat pushed him in corner and hold his dick. She wanna make this match seal here only.

Jannat : you are already ready to cum in my hands pratik. (She said in seducing tone)

Faisal is standing and feeling jealous in a corner.

But these seductive words sent another round of pleasure filled waves through his body, making him shiver under Jannat's touch.

Every nerve came alive of pratik.

He already decided to surrendering himself.

Jannat's voice dropped to a low, sultry tone.

Jannat : the match is gonna end.

But, Pratik didn't want it to be end this soon. So he freed himself from her grip.

And he dropped to his knees before her, his stance looks like a symbol of his submission.

Standing before him, Jannat gain power and confidence.

Without warning Pratik hold her thighs just inches away from his face.

Jannat (still seducing to making him weak) : you like my thighs I guess?

Pratik nodded with lusty smule.

He could smell her body at this distance, it was like an intoxicating perfume.

And he could feel her hot body permeate its heat onto his face.

He was completely under her spell now.

He forget where he is.

Pratik pressed his lips to her skin.

He stars kissing her legs from her knees.

Jannat is pushing her face but he is hold in her.

Pratik, still on his knees, looked up at Jannat.

He could feel the heat rising between her thighs, her pussy getting wet at the display to him.

Stay tuned