After the endless wedding rituals, Kashvi and I dragged ourselves home, both wiped out from the day. She kicked off her heels and grinned at me. "Mani, you look ready to collapse, but I dare you to try ignoring me now," she teased with a sharp wink.
I chuckled, pulling her close for a soft kiss. "Tired or not, your eyes say you're already plotting something wicked."
"Plotting? More like planning how to make that cock of yours hard and ready," Kashvi shot back, her hands sliding down to rub me through my clothes. We laughed, but the air grew thick as she stripped off her dress, revealing smooth skin that made my pulse race.
Soon we tumbled onto the bed, her strong hands guiding mine. Kashvi pushed me down and took my hard cock in her mouth for a slow blowjob, her tongue working magic while I groaned. "You taste better than I imagined," she murmured between licks, her pussy already wet and dripping as she touched herself.
I flipped her playfully, but she stayed in control, climbing on top. "Ride me like you mean it," I panted, grabbing her ass. Kashvi moaned loudly, sliding down onto my cock with a wet sound. "Oh yes, fill this pussy," she said wittily, grinding hard while we both started sweating.
The room filled with her horny cries and my grunts as she bounced faster, her ass slapping against me. "Deeper, make me come all over that cock," she demanded, not submissive at all. I thrust up, feeling her pussy clench tight until we both came hard, cum spilling as our bodies shook.
We lay there panting, but Kashvi's eyes sparkled with more ideas for the night ahead. Little did we know this was only the start of our endless adventures.
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