Akhil's hands clenched into tight fists on his thighs.
The sight of Karishma obediently taking Rohit's cock into her mouth shook him to his core. He never expected things to escalate this far. No matter how much he tried to reason with himself, watching the woman he once worshipped being degraded like this felt deeply wrong.
He hardened his resolve and forced the words out, his voice trembling. "Rohit… this is not right. She's not enjoying it. Stop forcing her."
Rohit smirked, in response to Akhil's growing discomfort.
Did he cross the line? probably. But he was doing it not because he enjoyed it but rather the situation demanded him to act otherwise.
He tightened his grip on Karishma's hair and yanked her head back, then slammed his hips forward, burying his thick cock to the hilt in her throat in one savage thrust.
