chinese girl DESImated

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The dimly lit room hummed with tension as she knelt before him, her dark eyes wide with submission, her body aching for his touch.

ACTOR1: Please, sir... I need you to own me. I’ve always wanted an Indian man to take me completely.

ACTOR2: You know why we’re the best, don’t you? It’s because we don’t just fuck—we claim.

NARRATOR: His strong hands gripped her chin, forcing her to look up at him as he unzipped his pants, letting his thick cock spring free.

ACTOR1: Oh fuck... it’s so big. I want to taste it.

ACTOR2: Then beg for it.

NARRATOR: She whimpered, her lips parting eagerly as he pushed his length between them, her tongue swirling around his shaft before taking him deep into her throat.

ACTOR1: Mmm... yes, sir. Let me worship you.

NARRATOR: He groaned, fisting her hair as he thrust into her mouth, her moans vibrating around him. Then, he pulled her up, spinning her around and bending her over the bed.

ACTOR2: You’re mine now. And I’m going to fuck that tight little cunt until you forget your own name.

NARRATOR: She gasped as he spread her cheeks, his tip pressing against her wet entrance before slamming inside, stretching her deliciously.

ACTOR1: Oh god! Fuck! Yes! Fill me, sir!

NARRATOR: His hips snapped against her, his cock pounding deep as she cried out, her body surrendering completely to his dominance.

ACTOR2: Take it all, baby. This is where you belong.

NARRATOR: With a final, possessive thrust, he emptied himself inside her, marking her as his.