He withdrew with a wet, shuddering pull, his thick cock slipping free from her clutching depths with a slick pop that sent a fresh shudder through her sore walls.

A thick rope of his seed spilled out, hot and viscous, dripping onto the swollen lips of her pussy and tracing a glistening trail down her inner thigh before pooling in the damp silk of her ruined lehenga at her feet. He stared at the mess, a dark smirk curling his lips as he watched her trembling pussy clench and release, trying to draw every last drop back inside her. “Look at that,” he murmured, voice low and rough, thick with satisfaction.