Forced sex ( 1 )

 

Sex inside the swimming pool 🥵🥵( gif sexy )

Jack whispered his thanks to Sunaina, his voice low and sincere. As she left, the house fell into a comfortable silence, broken only by the soft hum of the refrigerator and Avni’s gentle breathing. She lay on her pregnancy sofa, her naked body glowing under the warm light of the living room. Her belly, rounded and heavy with the promise of triplets, rose and fell with each breath. Jack watched her for a moment, his heart swelling with a mix of tenderness and desire. “Time to clean up, love,” he said softly, his voice a gentle command.

Avni stirred, her eyes fluttering open. “Mm?” she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction from the earlier encounter with Sunaina.

“Come on, let’s get you washed up,” Jack said, offering his hand. She took it, her fingers cool against his, and let him help her to her feet. Her body moved with a slow, deliberate grace, her pregnancy altering her every gesture. He led her to the bathroom, where the shower was already running, the steam fogging the mirror. He helped her step in, the warm water cascading over her skin, washing away the remnants of the day’s passion.

As she stood under the spray, Jack fetched a soft towel and waited for her. When she emerged, her skin pink and glistening, he wrapped it around her, his hands lingering on her shoulders. “Stay here,” he said, his voice firm but kind. “I’ll get dinner ready.”

The kitchen was a sanctuary of familiar sounds and smells. Jack moved efficiently, chopping vegetables and stirring a pot of rice. Avni watched him from her sofa, her naked body a testament to their unspoken connection. The scent of garlic and spices filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of her skin. When the food was ready, he brought it to her on a tray, setting it on the coffee table. They ate in silence, their eyes meeting occasionally, a silent conversation passing between them.

Afterward, Jack cleared the dishes, his movements deliberate and calm. When he returned, he found Avni exactly where he’d left her, her eyes closed, her hand resting on her belly. “Ready for some fresh air?” he asked, his voice soft.

She opened her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. “Always.”

He picked her up gently, cradling her against his chest. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her breath warm against his skin. Outside, the garden was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. The sky was a canvas of deep blues and silvers, the moon a radiant orb that seemed to watch over them. Jack carried her to the edge of the swimming pool, the water reflecting the celestial beauty above.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. “Tonight, I want to worship you.”

Avni’s breath caught, her body tensing with anticipation. He set her down gently, her feet sinking into the cool grass. The night air was warm, caressing her skin like a lover’s touch. Jack knelt before her, his hands resting on her thighs. His gaze was reverent as he looked up at her, his eyes tracing the curves of her body.

“Your belly,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “It’s a miracle. Our miracle.”

He leaned forward, his lips pressing against her skin, his tongue tracing the contours of her arms, her legs

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. His touch was deliberate, worshipful, as if he were mapping her body with his mouth.

He avoided her lips, his focus entirely on her pregnant form. His hands moved to her breasts, his fingers brushing her nipples, already tight and sensitive. He bit gently, his teeth grazing her skin, his tongue swirling around her areolas. Milk dripped from her, a testament to her body’s readiness for motherhood, and he lapped it up greedily, his mouth hot and hungry.

Avni moaned softly, her head falling back as pleasure washed over her. “Jack,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Oh, Jack.”

He stood, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her toward the pool. The water was cool against her skin, a stark contrast to the heat building within her. He pressed her against the pool wall, his body flush against hers. His hands moved to her belly, his fingers tracing the curve of it, his touch both gentle and possessive.

“Turn around,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire.

She did as he asked, her back to him, the water lapping at her thighs. He pressed against her, his erection hard and insistent against her ass. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back against him, his cock sliding between her thighs. He entered her from behind, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, then faster, harder. The water amplified their movements, the slapping of their bodies echoing in the night.

“Fuck,” he growled, his voice a primal sound. “You feel so good.”🥵🥵🥵

Avni’s moans were loud, uninhibited, her body responding to his with a raw, primal hunger. “Harder,” she begged, her voice desperate. “Please, harder.”

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more savage. The water churned around them, a testament to the intensity of their passion.

He flipped her around, pressing her against the pool wall, his hands gripping her hips as he drove into her from the behind.Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper.

“Cum inside me,” she panted, her voice a plea. “Fill me up, Jack.”

He groaned, his body tensing as he reached his peak. His thrusts became erratic, his cock pulsing as he spilled himself into her, his seed mixing with hers. His breath came in ragged gasps as he leaned against her, his forehead resting on hers.

“Not done yet,” he murmured, his voice a promise.

He laid her down on the pool floor, the cool tiles a stark contrast to the heat of their bodies. He reached for a tube of chocolate, squeezing it onto her pussy, the sweet scent mingling with the musk of their desire.

He licked it off her, his tongue tracing her folds, his mouth devouring her. Her taste was sweet, a mix of chocolate and woman, and he savored it, his tongue delving deep, his fingers joining in, stroking her clit, teasing her entrance.

Avni’s moans were louder now, her body arching off the ground. “Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh,” she cried, her voice echoing in the night. “The neighbor can see, Jack. Cum hard.”

He smiled against her skin, his hands moving to his own cock, stroking it in time with his fingers inside her. Her walls clenched around him, her body tight and wet, her pleasure building. He watched her, his gaze intense, as she came apart beneath him, her cries filling the night.

As her body stilled, he leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice a possessive growl. “Every inch of you.”

Avni smiled, her hand resting on his cheek. “Always,” she murmured, her voice soft and sure.

They lay there for a moment, the night air cooling their skin, the moon watching over them. Jack’s hand rested on her belly, his fingers tracing the curve of it, his heart full with the knowledge of the life growing within her. Their bond was unbreakable, their love a force that transcended words.

As they made their way back to the house, hand in hand, the garden seemed to glow with a soft, ethereal light. The night had been a celebration of their love, their passion, and the life they were creating together. And as they fell asleep in each other’s arms, the moon continued to watch over them, a silent witness to their unending devotion.