In the humid haze of a traditional Tamil courtyard, Priya stood under the cascading water, her strong frame glistening as she washed away the day's battles. Raj approached, towel in hand, eyes locked on her curves. 'You think you can just watch, Raj? This bath is mine until I say otherwise,' she quipped with a sharp smile. 'And you, with that hungry look—planning to join or just melt from the heat?' Raj chuckled, stepping closer. 'Priya, your wit cuts deeper than the monsoon winds. But admit it, you're as horny as I am after that long day.' She turned, water dripping from her breasts, and pressed against him. 'Horny? Darling, I'm dripping wet and in control. Let's see if your cock can keep up.' Her hand slid down, gripping his hard length, stroking with deliberate power. Panting, Raj groaned as she dropped to her knees for a teasing blowjob, her tongue swirling while her ass swayed invitingly. 'Don't cum yet,' she commanded, rising to grind her wet pussy against him. Sweating in the steam, they tangled fiercely—her strong legs wrapping around as he thrust into her dripping heat. The explosive rhythm built, bodies slapping, moans echoing until the climax shattered the night.
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