My Steamy Story: Мигрант индус ебет в а...

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Okay, bestie, let me spill the tea on how I went from a boujee tourist in Tokyo to getting my back blown out by a total snack of a construction worker. So, I was low-key lost AF in Shinjuku, and this guy, Raj, asked if I needed help. Sheesh, he was fine – like, tall, dark, and handsome with main character energy. We grabbed a coffee, and the vibes were immaculate. Fast forward to his tiny apartment, and we're making out like crazy. His hands were all over my ass, and I was so wet. I slid my hand down his pants and, no cap, his dick was huge. I turned around, bent over his futon, and was like, "Just fuck me, Raj." He spit on his hand, rubbed my pussy to get it slick, and then pressed the head of his cock against my tight little asshole. OMG, the stretch was insane – I gasped so loud. He started slow, but then he was pounding my ass, and I was screaming, "Yes, yes, fill me up!" The way his balls slapped against my clit had me seeing stars. He came deep in my ass, and I came right after, shaking. Iconic. Period.