Priya lay trembling on her back across the large conference table, her voluptuous naked body glowing with sweat under the dim emergency lights. Her long silky black hair was a tangled mess, strands plastered to her flushed cheeks and neck. Her heavy 36D breasts heaved with every desperate breath, the soft, full flesh marked with red hickeys and handprints from Arjun and Rohan’s rough handling. Her dark brown nipples stood out stiff and swollen, still tingling from being sucked and pinched. Her thick thighs were splayed obscenely wide, knees bent, revealing her completely wrecked pussy — the outer lips puffy and red, inner pink folds glistening with a creamy mixture of her juices and Arjun’s precum. A thick rivulet of her arousal leaked steadily from her slightly gaping entrance, pooling on the polished wooden surface beneath her plump ass. Her swollen clit throbbed visibly, and even her tight little asshole winked with each aftershock of pleasure.

Arjun stood between her legs, his muscular chest rising and falling, his thick 8-inch cock still rock-hard and glistening with her creamy wetness, veins pulsing along the shaft. Rohan stood beside her head, stroking his 7-inch cock slowly, the head shiny and leaking.