Page 125 of Sumanika

“What else would you like to do to me?” I attempted to ask slowly as he brushed his lips against my earlobe, whispering deliberately and slowly.

I gulped, hearing him say, "Whatever you would enjoy, no limits," and looked at the man taking off his clothes, and the moment my eyes watched him naked and rubbing his hardness, I felt something in my gut. I imagined him to Kunwarsa.

I momentarily moved my gaze off of him, knowing that my man was with me, but the scene before me was too much to ignore.

The woman sat up, and the man stood up on his knees before her. I watched her moving her long hair away from her face and body to the behind, and the man cupped her cheek, slowly bringing her face closer to his manhood.

I gulped nervously when she opened her mouth and took it in.

My lips curled inward to be punished by my teeth, and he whispered slowly in my ear.

"That's what you should do after losing the bet.” His words made me feel flushed, and I watched her silently, taking the whole of him inside her mouth. She gagged suddenly, and I felt my stomach twisting, watching it.

Unknowingly, the image of Kunwarsa sitting on his bed and me doing it blurred my vision, causing me to shake my head slowly.

"That's too much," I whispered in a slow voice, and he kissed my cheek with a slow whisper. "That's okay. No pressure,"

I felt the haze climbing up on my mind as I saw the woman sucking his hardness. And he held her hair back and guided her moves according to him.

"Would you also do that?" I asked in a slow voice, and he questioned in a slow voice. "What?"

"What he is doing, I mean, the way he is moving her head on him?" I spoke in a slow voice and turned to look into his eyes, watching me, which I could feel even through the darkness.

I immediately cupped his cheek and angled his face to them, which he quickly brought back to me.

“If you want me to,” he muttered, and I could see his body heating up.

"Ohh," I muttered and looked back at the couple.

They continued doing it until she gagged three times more, joggled him down on the mattress, and sat in his lap, putting her legs beside either side of his waist.

He placed his hands on her hips as she slowly guided herself onto him, enclosing him within her.

I felt a tightness in my core as they began doing it. But something was different about them. He was moving her hips slowly against him. They started kissing each other while she was rocking in his lap. He groaned in her mouth, and I bit on my lips.

I remembered when Kunwarsa had me sit on his lap. He made me feel him through the fabric between us, and I felt released just by that.

It was too much.

They continued doing it, and suddenly, the woman moved off his lap and turned opposite to him, weighing herself on her hands and knees.

My brows thinned with confusion.

“What is she doing?” I asked slowly, and he muttered in my ear.

“Keep watching, love,” my cheeks flushed with warmth as the man knelt and pushed into her from behind.

She moaned louder, and the melody of the instruments also increased along with that. She lay unguarded in front of him, and he started pounding himself into her, slowly at first, and then he did something that twisted something in my stomach.

He held her hair in the fist and pulled her face back a little.

She cried out loud.

“He’s hurting her,” I said, glancing at him, and he shook his head slowly.

“No, he isn’t. She’s enjoying it,” he intoned, and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Why would she enjoy her hair pulled like that?" I questioned, and he kissed my cheek.

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