[adams_masala]

"You like your nipples pinched?" Tharun's husky voice took her places.

"Yes," she said on a soft sigh.

"What else do you like?"

"Whatever you want to do to me, Tharun."

The words fall off her tongue with no thought or effort. She can’t deny the truth of them. She’s here. He’s here. And he can do whatever he wants to her.

"Take off the rest of your clothes, Tharini." 

"Are you going to take yours off?"

"Does it matter?" Tharini opened her mouth to respond, but he stops her with a gesture.

"Undress."

She swallows, her heart thundering, and she kicks off her sandals and then unsnap and unzips her jeans. She slowly lower them over her fine hips and peel them off her sensual legs until she's standing only in her sweet little panties.

"Keep going," he says.

She wiggle out of the panties and kick them a few feet away, next to Tharun's tie.

She hasn't shaved her vulva in a few days. Ashe was wondering if her brown stubble will be a turn off?

"Very nice," he says, licking his lips. Last time Tharun sucked on coarse mangoe like pussy.. but Tharini's is a slight stable left unshaven for few days.

"I can smell you," he says. "You're ripe. Wet. Aren’t you, Tharini?"