
The Thakur, Yugraj Minal, pulled at the leash and Jasmine was pulled forward. She looked up at the Thakur and smiled. Her aching cunt tingled with the residue of pain as the shaft inside her squelched and her lips involuntary clenched, pulling more of it inside.
“Ye bhi saaf kar” her owner commanded her to clean the scum dribbling from his cock onto his balls, drenching his thighs and asshole.

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