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The sinful whispers of pleasure and forbidden lust echoed through the dimly lit room, as the enticing curves of Priya’s voluptuous body squirmed beneath her father-in-law’s voracious touch. Their clandestine affair, steeped in unspoken desires, had reached its explosive peak once more.

Priya, the newly wedded bride, lay sprawled on the king-sized bed, her saree predatorily draped around her sensual frame, revealing glimpses of her jiggling breasts and toned midriff. Her attractsive face, flushed with carnal anticipation, gazed up at the towering figure looming over her. Rajesh, the Mr. Oberoi, her secret lover and husband’s father, towered above, his muscular build rippling with each movement.

“What if Karan finds out, Rajesh?” Priya’s voice quivered with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her Hindi lilt accentuating each syllable. “About our…affair?”

Rajesh’s wicked grin widened as he leaned in, his hot breath caressing Priya’s ear. “He won’t,лярчики бесиvoir. Because you’re mine now, my little slut. My personal fuck doll to use as I please.”

He punctuated his words with a sharp smack to Priya’s plump ass, making her yelp and clench her thighs together. The scent of her arousal was heady, ripe and tempting. Rajesh could smell her pussy from where he stood, dampening through the thin fabric of her saree.

Priya whimpered as Rajesh’s hands skimmed over her body, greedy and possessive. He yanked at her saree, tearing through the delicate fabric to expose her heaving breasts. Her nipples puckered in the cool air, begging for his touch.

“Fuck, look at you. Such a naughty little thing, letting your husband’s dad fuck you again and again,” Rajesh growled, pinching and tugging at Priya’s nipples. “You love it, don’t you? Having my fat cock stretching your tight little pussy?”

Priya moaned, arching into his touch like a cat in heat. “Yes, Rajesh. I love it. I crave your cock. Please fuck me. Fuck me like the whore I am!”

Rajesh chuckled darkly, unbuckling his belt and letting his pants drop to the floor. His massive erection sprang free, throbbing and ready. He gave it a few strokes, watching as Priya’s eyes widened with desire at the sight of it.

Get it,bigassocunt over here, you greedy slut. Let’s see you gag on my dick before I fuck some sense into you.”

Priya eagerly scurried over, dropping to her knees before Rajesh. She wrapped her lips around his cock, taking him deep into her throat. Rajesh groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair and slamming his hips forward, fucking her face with abandon.

Priya gagged and slurped, drool running down her chin as she struggled to take all of him. But she persisted, driven by the need to please him, to feel his thick rod splitting her in two again.

After a few minutes, Rajesh pulled Priya off his cock, his shaft slick with her saliva. He pushed her onto her back, hiking her saree up around her waist and spreading her legs wide.

“Look at this hungry little cunt. Dripping and twitching for me,” he growled, running his fingers through her slick folds. “You’re mine, remember? This pussy belongs to me.”

Priya could only whimper in response, her body singing with need. She ached to be filled, stretched, claimed. And Rajesh was more than happy to oblige.

He lined up his cock with her entrance, the broad head teasing her opening. With a swift thrust of his hips, he slammed into her, burying himself to the hilt. Priya cried out, her back arching off the bed at the sudden invasion.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Rajesh groaned, savoring the feel of her walls clenching around him. “So fucking tight. My perfect little fucktoy.”

He set a brutal pace, pounding into Priya with animalistic fervor. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with Priya’s wanton moans and cries. She could feel every thick inch of him splitting her open, hitting all the right spots.

“Harder, Rajesh,” she begged, her nails digging into his back. “Fuck me harder. Make me scream!”

Rajesh complied, slamming into her with all his might. Priya felt her orgasm building, coiling tight in her belly. She was so close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy. And then Rajesh hit that spot inside her, the one that made stars burst behind her eyes.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Priya screamed, her pussy clamping down on Rajesh’s cock like a vice. “Cum with me, Rajesh! Fill me with your cum!”

With a roar, Rajesh obliged, his cock pulsing as he pumped jet after jet of hot seed deep into Priya’s convulsing cunt. Their combined moans and cries reached a crescendo, the room echoing with the sounds of their forbidden pleasure.

As they came down from their high, Rajesh pulled out, his cum oozing from Priya’s well-fucked hole. He scooped some up with his fingers, pushing the creamy essence back into her with a dark chuckle.

“Such a good little cum dump, baby,” he purred, his voice thick with satisfaction. “You took my load so well.”

Priya could only whimper in response, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her release. She knew this was wrong, that she was betraying her husband. But the pleasure, the thrill, the forbidden nature of it all – it was just too enticing to resist.

And as Rajesh gathered her into his arms, whispering dark promises of more into her ear, Priya knew she was lost. Lost in a web of infidelity and sin, unable and unwilling to escape. For she had become Rajesh’s – in all the most depraved and delicious ways possible.