Bhabi ki gaand ko chodna shuru ma kafi mushkil tha mgr baad ma to anal b hua aur pussy b, Anal Sex

Anal sex was a challenge at first,

Breeding Bhabi’s virtue was no trivial task.
Deflowering her delectable derriere, a daunting task!
But penetration of her pooper proved quite tasteful.
And her pajama-clad peach was sadly neglected!

The voyage of Bhabi’s booty began with industrious fingers,
Massaging and stretching the snug, sensitive sphincter.
Lubrication oiled the path for phallic penetration,
Each inch a struggle, each thrust met with resistance.

“Ohh, it’s so tight!” moaned the eager defiler,
Taking his time, applying steady pressure.
Bhabi whimpered and tensed at the unfamiliar invasion,
But soon succumbed to the relentless prodding.

Pop! With a indecent pop, his shaft was sheathed fully,
Impaling the reluctant rectum, igniting neglected nerves.
Bhabi gasped and shuddered at the unwelcome sensation,
Her body betraying reluctant pleasure.

Once the initial breach was achieved,
Patience and persistence bore ripe rewards.
Despite her protests and half-hearted resistance,
Each thrust sparked hot, shameful sparks of delight.

Gradually, her puckered rosebud relaxed,
Accommodating the regular rhythm of anal fucking.
Bhabi’s breathy moans and rocking hips
Revealed her reluctant, growing arousal.

Straddling the line between shock and shame,
Her body bucked and writhed against its will,
Accepting the veiny invader with clenched sphincter,
A sopping channel of twisting, clenching muscles.

“This is so wrong!” Bhabi mewled between gasps,
Each obscene insertion conquering more of her quim,
Saliva dripping from her slack, drooling mouth,
Hair matted with sweat, eyes rolling in bliss.

The illicit flurry of anal penetration
Kindled a fire in her shamed, humiliated loins,
Each whispered “No” was overridden by desperate “Yes!”
As she humped and grinded, riding the thick rod.

Fencing with her frontal fuckhole,
Bhabi found sordid gratification in illicit anal play,
Each forbidden thrust of deflowering digits
Sparking lightning bolts of forbidden bliss.

Buoyed by her body’s willing surrender,
The virile sodomizer ravaged her backside,
Each savage thrust rattling her teeth,
Pressing her face into the mattress.

Fucked into a frenzy, Bhabi submitted totally,
Submitmey to the primal pleasure of forbidden fucking,
Her shrieks of ecstasy shielding nothing more,
As she squirted and spasmed in shameful climax.

Collapsing in a sweaty, enervated heap,
Bhabi could only mewl and moan as her violator
Developed momentum, chased his own peak,
Driving into her debauched derriere like a piston.

“Take it all, you anal slut!” he grunted,
Fisting her hair, pounding without mercy,
Beschi’s bowels gripping, goading his cock,
Milking him for the cum they craved.

With a roar of triumph, he hilted deep,
Spurting torrents of hot seed into her insides,
Marking Bhabi’s maidservant’s sanctum as his own,
Flooding her quivering colon with virile sperm.

Beschi whimpered and shivered, _orgasming_ on his cock,
Writhing through each pulse of hot cream,
Feeling his cum claim and coat her bowels,
Her belly bloated with his abundant spunk.

Sated, the sinner sighed and withdrew,
Leaving Beschi collapsed on the bed, dripping,
Her violated rose gaping, leaking jizz,
A testament to her defilement and debauchery.

But Beschi’s pussy remained untouched, throbbing,
Forgotten in bhabhi’s bulging navel.
Yet our lusty lesbian left a lesson,
Daggers of pleasure dipped in lust.

Toying with bhabi’s battered bunghole,
She introduced a pouting, throbbing silicone mouth,
Suckling Beschi’s sore, sensitive sphincter,
Teasing her to another teasing peak of pleasure and pain.

Fucked in her face-fucking mouth,
Blabbering bcesi could only pant and drool,
Its once pristine body now a puppet of lust,
Stringing on strings of long-denied need.

Hands bound, body pressed to the floor,
Bcesi was brought to the altar of pleasure,
A hungry clit licking at their leaking cunny,
Fasting on their pussy, filling their bellies with bliss.

Alternating tongue and fingers,
The lesbians tease Bcesi to a screaming climax,
Writhing and shaking, bcesi’s bucking hips
Fucking their faces, claiming their willing mouths.

Bcesi’s squirt coats the feasting faces,
Beschi’s come heresy sliding down their chins,
B potemteed, dripping, debauched, bcesi collapses,
Sated, sore, and satisfied in sweat.

Age of absolution awaits,
Bcesi’s pleasure is punishment,
A perverted vow of chastity,
For sex is sacrament in its chambers.