
Priya’s pussy was still sore and stretched from the brutal pounding the previous night. She could barely walk properly. Every step reminded her how Karan had broken her tight married pussy. Her boobs had red handprints and bite marks. She felt like a complete slut, but she could not stop thinking about Karan’s thick dick.
That night, Rohan was watching TV in the living room. He had drunk two pegs of whiskey and looked sleepy. Karan sent Priya a message:

















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