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After almost sucking her soul out Sanjiv decided to end the show with the fourth round where Koushalya almost cried out in pain and pleasure. She couldn't take the amount of senseless release he gave her. For him, every moment of their make-out was cherishable for a lifetime. He would say it the best sex they had ever till now. Her moan, her touches, her smooth skin, and the way she screamed his name multiple times, everything was worthy to recall for Sanjiv. Perhaps after today's sex, he would begin to love her more in bed than her! somehow he too realizes that he loves her physically more than how he loves the actual her. But he never minds that everything is the same for him.
Trying to have control of her trembling legs, Koushalya wrapped the sheets around her chest and lay down beside him. Gulping saliva to nourish her dry throat she snuggled close to him. Sanjiv held her close to him by putting his arm around her. Botdo vote and comment.
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