The weight of Aisha's body settled over Rohit's right leg, her nipples hardening as they dragged across his skin.
She arched her back like a cat in heat and wrapped her soft hands around his hardening cock.
Aisha's tongue moved out, sliding along his throbbing member as if savoring the most delicious meal.
Her soft lips brushed along his shaft, coating it with a glistening layer of saliva before she descended to worship his balls.
She took one in her mouth, sucking it with hollowed cheeks. Her warm mouth switched to the other, applying reverent pressure.
Returning to his now-throbbing cock head, she swirled her tongue in maddening circles against the sensitive underside of his skin.
Rohit felt a guttural shiver deep within his chest from the teasing sensation.
She enveloped his dick in half and began bobbing down in rhythmic motion.
Her hands worked in tandem—one stroking the remaining length while the other gently massaged his heavy balls.
