
Priya woke to the feel of Arjun’s hand between her legs.
His fingers moved slowly over her swollen pussy lips, checking. She had tried to keep her muscles tight while she slept, clenching as hard as she could to hold his cum inside. But some of it had still leaked out during the short rest. A sticky white trail ran down the soft skin of her inner thigh and onto the already dirty sheet.

















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