Anuja was wet with saliva, semen, sweat, and tears. At the same time, Rashid was also shaking Anuja’s head up and down on his cock, fucking her mouth.“Hmmmmmp!” Anuja let out long whimpers as her head violently shook up and down. Indian xxx Anuja felt weird, but she didn’t say anything. In a normal situation, Anuja would have been at least worried about whether she could walk properly after such an assault against her leg, but not at that time. She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself. Rashid had left a note. “Get in, Anuja,” Rashid said, opening a door. I will be back soon with dinner. “Don’t do that, Arshad.”“Sorry, sir, but it’s hard to take anymore.”“I mean, you don’t have to use your hand.”“What do you mean?”Rashid didn’t reply. Rashid talked again.“Oops, I forgot!” he said, pulling Anuja’s hair upwards.Anuja felt her hair pulled upwards, trying to rip away from her scalp.“Aah!” Anuja moaned, her eyes shut tight, clinging onto Rashid’s right wrist with her
