It was evening, and the hotel room was dim and warm. After a long day of walking, the fatigue was clearly visible on their bodies, but the moment they changed clothes and looked at each other, a completely different excitement took over. There was a faint scent on the girl's soft skin, and as soon as her tongue touched her BF's lips, both of their patience snapped. Falling onto the bed, the boy started kissing his Bengali girlfriend gently, running his hands over her slender body. Slowly stripping off her dress, he feasted his eyes on her naked form. A cool breeze was blowing from the fan, but the only heat between them was scorching. The BF shoved his cock deep into her pussy and held her entire body tight in the missionary position. Gripping her waist firmly, he started thrusting up and down. With every stroke, the girl's moans echoed through the room. He ran his fingers over her soft tits, squeezing them as if kneading mangoes. The girl tried to cover her mouth, moaning 'Ahh, I can't control it anymore.' Thrusting hard, the BF put all his strength into it and whispered, 'You look so beautiful today.' Their pace quickened again, beads of sweat glistening on their bodies in the soft bedroom light. Their color flushed, eyes red with lust, and lips parched with thirst. In this way, they merged into one another, turning that evening's fatigue into pure pleasure.
