Vikram had Shanya tied spread-eagle on his office couch after hours, wrists and ankles bound with his silk ties. Her young body was already a mess — tits covered in bite marks, thighs glistening with old cum, and her pussy swollen, gaping slightly, and drooling a constant stream of their mixed juices.
He stood over her, slowly stroking his massive, cum-smeared cock, smirking down at her desperate expression.
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