Maya moaned softly into my neck, hips pressing forward instinctively, her pussy grinding subtly against my thigh through her pants. Her hands clutched my back, nails digging in lightly, breath hot and fast against my ear.
"I'll… I'll do anything you want, sir… just not in front of her," she whispered, her voice cracking with desperation, eyes glassy, her body surrendering completely.
"Yeah… but why don't I just let Asha satisfy my needs?" I said, teasing her, my voice low and playful as I looked down at Maya pressed against me.
She took my hand and placed it on her ass cheek from the side to show how big and filthy it was, which hadn't been properly visible through her loose salwar pants. The soft, thick flesh filled my palm instantly, warm and heavy, the curve round and inviting even under the fabric.
