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Founders' Fever

Founders' Fever

The startup's latest pitch had wrapped in a whirlwind of slides and handshakes, but back at their sleek apartment, Priya tossed her laptop bag onto the couch with a smirk. 'Another investor in the bag, Raj. Your charm offensive worked, but don't let it go to your head—I'm the one who nailed the numbers.' Raj grinned, loosening his tie as he pulled her close. 'And here I thought it was your sharp tongue that sealed it. Speaking of tongues...' Priya arched an eyebrow, her strong grip on his collar pulling him in for a fierce kiss. 'Horny already? We fucked this morning in the shower, remember? But fine, let's see if you can keep up.' Clothes hit the floor in a heated rush, her hands exploring his hardening cock while witty barbs flew. 'This startup's not the only thing that's rising fast,' she teased, dropping to her knees. Raj groaned as her mouth enveloped him in a slick blowjob, her tongue swirling expertly. 'God, Priya, your pussy's probably dripping just thinking about it.' She pulled back, panting, 'Damn right it is—now get on that couch and show me.' He dove between her thighs, licking her wet folds until she was moaning, then flipped her for a hard thrust into her ass, both sweating and grinding. 'Deeper, you experimental bastard,' she commanded, strong legs locking him in. The explosive rhythm built to a shattering climax, her cum mixing with his as they collapsed, panting and laughing. 'Truth or dare next round?' she whispered.

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