"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑡; ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒.."
Sana Gill, age 21, is a typical princess girl. She is the only daughter of her r...
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SANA POV
"Ah!"—thrust — "Fuck!" —thrust" — "Bab,"
I got shushed by his mouth. He kisses me hard. He moves his mouth as fast as his hips move. He throws my legs over his shoulder, to fuck harder and deeper, making me see the fucking stars in this early morning.
I couldn't sleep for a moment from the time I entered my room, all fucking naked, hanging like a monkey on him.
As we entered inside, our little talk about Dad and Mum was long forgotten. I was literally thrown in my bed and he jumped on me and ate me like a fucking predator and fucked me like a true beast.
He is on a mission to kill me with love aka non-stop sex. He is being fucking me all night. Sometimes sweet and gentle and sometimes rough and hard.
Now it's time for a hard fuck.
But, yes, he is a little generous. I got a 30 minute break in between after each round to rest. But in those 30 minutes, he was busy either eating my milk or eating my boobs.
My whole body is in pain. My whole body has marks of his bites and hand prints. I am so fucking sore right now, I can't take him more, physically. But, mentally I want more and fucking more.
I am a sucker for him. I'm not feeling ashamed to admit that I am a horny fucking bitch. Who is always ready to get fucked by this Greek fucking God, named Sidharth Shukla.
"Sidharth,"—thrust— "Baby?" —thrust— "please?"
I begged him to stop after this round.
He left my mouth, "You fucking asked for it, Princess. You asked for it." He moves to my neck, and licks my neck, making me shiver and moan.
"Umhm, baby,"
I know, he is not at fault for my condition. I was the one who fucking dared to provoke him. I called him a "coward". He told me what Dad said to him. I even called him an "old man". Now he is proving me, neither is he a coward nor an old man.
"Fuck!" I gasp, when I felt his hand landed on my swell butt cheeks. He spanked me. Fucking hard. He spanked me many times by now. I am sure it's red now. I don't know how I'm gonna sit right now after this.
"That's what I am doing, princess." He whispered in my ear, wrapping his hand around my neck, to choke me.
I love choking and bondage. Why? I don't know. Or maybe I do. That fucker, Manish, he choked me and was holding my hands and legs with his hands and legs when he was forcing himself on me. I was just 11. But I still remember what happened that night.
