The park was a dark, sultry paradise as the moon hung low, casting shadows over the empty benches and twisted trees. Priya, the hottest bhabhi in the neighborhood, slipped out of her house that night, her heart pounding with a dirty little secret. Her red saree hugged her gaand like a lover’s grip, the silky fabric sliding over her thick thighs and barely covering her bouncing tits. Her choot was already wet, tingling with anticipation—she needed a hard land to fuck her senseless, and she knew exactly where to find it.
Rohan, the rough, muscular stud she’d been eyeing for weeks, waited under the giant peepal tree. His jeans bulged with his massive land, straining to break free as he watched her strut closer, her sexy hips swaying like a pornstar on a mission. Priya’s eyes locked on his crotch, her lips curling into a slutty smirk. No hello, no bullshit—just raw, animal lust. She wanted his land in her choot, and she wanted it now.
“Hot little bhabhi, you’re begging for a chudai, aren’t you?” Rohan growled, stepping forward to grab her by the waist. His rough hands yanked her close, her tits smashing against his chest. She moaned softly, grinding her dripping choot against his thigh, her thong soaked through. “Fuck yes, I want your land to rip me apart,” she purred, her voice thick with sexy hunger. She planted a wet, sloppy kiss on his lips, sucking his tongue like it was his land, her hands clawing at his shirt.
Rohan didn’t waste time. He tore her saree off in one rough pull, the fabric pooling at her feet, revealing her lacy black bra and thong. Her tits spilled out as he ripped the bra away, her nipples hard and begging for a kiss. “Fucking perfect gaand and tits,” he grunted, squeezing her fat gaand with both hands while his mouth attacked her tits, sucking and biting until she let out a loud moan. “Chus meri choot, you dirty fucker!” Priya demanded, shoving his head down.
He dropped to his knees, yanking her thong off to expose her shaved, glistening choot. His tongue dove in, licking her clit with long, greedy strokes, fucking her with his mouth. Priya’s legs shook, her moan turning into a scream as he sucked her juices, his fingers spreading her choot wide. “Oh fuck, haan, chus aur zor se!” she cried, her hands fisting his hair as her choot pulsed against his lips. She was dripping, her thighs slick with her own cum, but she needed more—she needed his land.
Rohan stood, unzipping his jeans to free his monster land, thick and veiny, throbbing with need. Priya’s eyes widened, her mouth watering as she dropped to her knees, giving it a slow, teasing kiss. “Mmm, kitna bada land hai,” she moaned, sucking the tip hard, her tongue swirling around it like a pro. Rohan groaned, grabbing her hair and fucking her mouth, his land hitting the back of her throat. “Chus meri randi bhabhi,” he snarled, but she pulled back, smirking. “Ab meri choot ki baari, fucker.”
He flipped her around, bending her over a bench, her gaand high and ready. “Teri gaand aur choot dono marunga,” he promised, spanking her fat gaand until it jiggled and turned red. Priya screamed, “Haan, mar meri choot!” He lined up his land and slammed into her tight, wet choot with one brutal thrust, stretching her wide. The chudai was savage—his hips pounded her relentlessly, the sound of his balls slapping her gaand echoing through the park.
“Fuck, haan, aur zor se chodo!” Priya begged, her tits bouncing wildly as he fucked her like a beast. Her choot clenched around his land, dripping with every thrust, her moan turning into a filthy chant—“Land daal, aur andar, fuck me harder!” Rohan grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he rammed deeper, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it fast. “Cum for me, you sexy slut,” he growled, and she did—her choot exploded, squirting all over his land as she screamed his name, her body shaking with the hardest orgasm of her life.
But he wasn’t done. He pulled out, his land slick with her cum, and pressed it against her tight gaand. “Ab teri gaand ki baari,” he said, pushing in slow and deep. Priya gasped, the pain mixing with pleasure as he fucked her gaand, his hands gripping her tits from behind. “Oh fuck, meri gaand phaad do!” she moaned, rocking back against him, loving the stretch. He pounded her harder, his land owning every inch of her, until he couldn’t hold back—grunting like an animal, he shot his hot load deep in her gaand, filling her up.
They collapsed on the bench, panting, her choot and gaand leaking his cum, her tits heaving with every breath. Priya turned, planting a slow, dirty kiss on his lips. “Kal phir se chudai, park mein hi, land wale,” she teased, swaying her gaand as she walked off, leaving him wrecked and craving her sexy body all over again.