The Baba’s Touch

Baba Ji’s mood intensified further. He moved his kisses from my lips to my clitoris, massaging it with both hands. I began to moan softly. Baba Ji was preparing me for penetration, and his disciples continued chanting mantras as if a genuine puja (worship) was taking place.

He pressed his fingers into my vagina, making me tremble with anticipation. After a while, he inserted his large penis into me. It felt like my first time. His thick penis caused me immense pain. As Baba Ji began to thrust inside me, his disciples chanted even louder and faster. They finished their havan and came closer, chanting mantras and pressing on my clitoris.

Baba Ji continued penetrating me relentlessly. His large, hard cock felt like a massive object filling me completely. My vaginal walls stretched and strained as he pushed deeper and harder. I cried out in pain and pleasure: “Hieeeeee, uuuuhhh, aaahhh…aaahhhh….eeeeeeeeeeeee…ohhhhhhh…aiii…aiii…mommy…mommy…mommy…see see see…ha ha ha…ooooouu…oonn…oonn…oonnn…unh unh…hee hee hee…ahh hhhh hhh…uhhhh…please…please…ooouuu…oonn…oonn…oonnn… mommy…oh…”