Panditji's massive, glistening shaft remained aching within her, pulsating against her tender walls like trapped beast. With a deliberate, slow drag, he pulled back until just the flared head snapped free of her swollen, over-stretched aperture with a lewd, wet pop. Thick, viscous ropes of his potent seed mixed with the green oil coated her inner thighs, oozing down the crease of her ass and dripping onto the matted, dirty floor of the dark kutiya. Naina’s body convulsed, her ruined pussy a gaping, throbbing cavern that continued to spasm, milking the last few drops of his essence onto the rough earthen ground.