Bengalee Film Queen 29

Rachana’s big eyes opened and glanced up as far as they could, not giving anything away. They closed again and her pace quickened slightly.

She removed her right hand, which had been placed on the tops of his hairy thigh and wrapped it softly around the base of his veiny shaft. She tightened her moist cherry lips around his stiff length and pulled out so that only the bulbous head of his prick remained inside her warm mouth.

“Aahh!” he gasped as she squeezed her hand slightly….. sending a wave of pleasure straight through him.

He gripped the headrests on the hotel’s modernized bed and flung his head back. Sensing his enjoyment, Rachana began punching up and down on his thick root while simultaneously twisting her wrist around his throbbing pole.

While her hand occupied the base, her expert lips continued to suck around the final inch or so of his meaty dong. Her head was twisting and her mouth beginning to slobber like a hungry dog. She was hoping to get him off as quickly as possible.

“Mmmmmm.” She moaned, quietly and convincingly.

Despite her utmost enthusiasm, Kader smiled wryly, there was a time when it might have taken a slap or two to get such a positive reaction so quickly but he still felt she needed a bit more taming.

“Did I tell you….. you could use your fucking hands?” he snarled suddenly which startled Rachana.

His intention was to grab her wrist and get her hand off his cock. He was enjoying the succulent moistness of her mouth so much that he wasn’t sure he could retain himself much longer.

It didn’t matter anyway because he’d trained this Tolly whore as well as one of Sonagachi bitches…… knowing that she would promptly place her soft hand back on the top of his thigh.

Yes, she gripped them for better leverage and sat up slightly from her kneeling position. She continued to pump her slavering mouth up and down the half of his chunky shaft. Her eyes were shut tight in what looked like concentration.

“That’s it bitch, suck my fucking fat dick!” he snapped as her bobbing head didn’t give away whether she even heard him.

“Oh yeah slut! Do you know how good you look with my big black cock down your throat?” he asked rhetorically as Rachana never miss a beat and kept up the wet suction on his shaft.

“Fucking cock-sucking slag. You’ve had plenty of practice at this…. haven’t you? Lost count of much dick you’ve blown?” he taunted the Tolly glamour-queen.

Straight sex, anal, oral, hand-jobs, whatever might be the case, they both knew that when the insults was attached with raw and obscene language…. it turned Kader to the highest and that’s why he was now about to shoot his creamy load.

So he forcefully gripped the back of her head, strands of her long, silky hair falling between his fingers. “Yeah bitch, faster!” he demanded, firmly but slowly trying to push her head further down his rock-hard prick.

Deep-throating was generally a movie-inspired myth, very few actresses could actually do it without gagging and Rachana was no exception.

But Kader loved watching the shock on the mature TV-hostess’s face when she thought that he was going to slam her pretty face down and embed his eager penis entirely down her throat.

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