“For sex, yes,” Raman replied, “But this is not sex. We are just fooling around.”
With no apparent choice left, she took his member in her hands and began to jerk it up and down, like she had seen performers do in porn movies.
“In the mouth, please,” Raman said, groaning.
She kissed the tip of his penis, even as she jerked it, but it reviled her even more – its sight, its smell. She moved her mouth off it, doubling the speed of her jerking instead, hoping it would work. Raman moaned loudly, unable to speak anymore.
Raman pushed both her breasts out of her bra, so that the cups of her bra were now below her breasts, propping them up and started squeezing them harder, with a predatory passion. Anisha groaned in genuine pain as her breasts hurt with his very rough groping; she increased the speed of her jerking even more, hoping he would forget all about her breasts.
On the contrary, he took that as a signal that she was enjoying what he was doing with her breasts, groping them even more roughly now. He started pinching them all over; it hurt terribly especially when he pinched around her sensitive nipples.
“Softer… please…” Anisha pleaded, but Raman continued to treat her breasts savagely as if they were his playthings. Just as Anisha decided she would pull away from him, his penis began to stiffen and Raman groaned loudly. Anisha closed her eyes and her mouth as spurt upon spurt of his semen rained on her face and her breasts, his penis twitching wildly in her hands.
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