Aunty wiped the cum from her lips with the back of her hand. Her face was red with shame and excitement. She looked so beautiful — innocent yet freshly used.
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A rich, dominant Italian businessman finds a shy, curvy Indian girl working late in his Milan office. He doesn’t ask — he takes. What starts as one filthy night turns into a multi-night addiction of rough, romantic, possessive sex. Heavy dirty talk, Italian accent mixed with raw English slang, emotion, jealousy, obsession, and non-stop fucking. 80-90% dialogue. No boring filler. Pure smut with feelings.
He picked up the measuring tape, but his burning gaze was shamelessly tracing every single curve of my naked-like skin. The measurements were nothing but a filthy excuse to get closer... and that day, trapped behind closed doors, that tailor devoured me, leaving me with a wicked 'encounter' branded onto my soul forever. 🔞💦🥵
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