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Srinu couldn't wait any longer. He dipped his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth by tucking the bra down a little, sucking gently. Ganga's moan echoed in the small bathroom, her hands threading through his hair, holding him close.




He switched to her other breast, giving it the same attention, his hands roaming over her body, memorizing every curve and dip. Ganga's soft cries and gasps filled the air, driving him wild with desire.

Srinu's desire surged uncontrollably as he worshipped Ganga's breasts, his mouth moving hungrily from one to the other, sucking and teasing her nipples until she was moaning with pleasure. His hands slid down her sides, and with a determined grip, he reached for her right thigh, lifting it up with force.

The sudden movement made Ganga's head fall back, a gasp escaping her lips. Her back arched beautifully, allowing Srinu to bury his face into her cleavage. He kissed and nipped at the soft skin there, his breath hot and heavy. Ganga's hands clung to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin as she felt the intensity of his need.



Srinu's control was slipping, his desire burning too hot to contain. He pressed her harder against the wall, his hips grinding against her. Through the thin fabric of her leggings and his pants, she could feel his hardness, the friction driving them both wild.

"Oh, Srinu," Ganga moaned, her voice a mixture of need and desperation.

He couldn't wait any longer. His hands moved to her hips, lifting her slightly so that he could position himself better. His mouth slowly move back to her lips, kissing and sucking at her neck and breasts. The sensation was overwhelming, and Ganga's body responded eagerly, her hips bucking against him.

With his pants still on, Srinu started to move against her, the pressure and friction sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Each thrust was urgent and rough, their bodies moving in a frantic rhythm. The fabric between them only heightened the sensation, adding to the delicious torture of their need.



Ganga's moans grew louder, her head thrown back, eyes closed in ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around Srinu's waist, pulling him closer, needing more of him. Srinu's hands gripped her thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he moved faster, harder.

"Fuck, Ganga," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I need you so bad."

"Yes, Srinu, please," Ganga panted, her hands clutching at his back, her nails leaving marks. "Don't stop."

The bathroom filled with the sounds of their passion, their breaths mingling, moans and gasps echoing off the walls. Srinu's movements became more erratic, driven by the primal need to be as close to her as possible. Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through both of them, their bodies slick with sweat, straining towards release.

While Srinu and Ganga were lost in their passionate lovemaking, the intensity of the moment was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door.

Priya: Hey, Ganga, are you finished?

Srinu and Ganga froze, startled by the sudden knock. Ganga quickly picked up her kurta from the bathroom floor and put it on. Srinu followed her lead, hastily putting his shirt back on. Ganga, with a tense face, signaled to Srinu to remain silent.

Ganga: Just a minute, Priya.

Ganga splashed some water on her face and wiped it with her chunni, trying to compose herself. She pushed Srinu behind the door as she opened it slightly, closing it immediately after stepping out.

Priya: What's taking you so much time?

Priya tried to peek inside, but Ganga hastily blocked her view.

Ganga: There isn't sufficient water. Let's look for another bathroom inside the dhaba.

Priya looked confused but shrugged and followed Ganga. They both went to the dhaba owner and asked if there was another bathroom. The owner pointed to a bathroom inside the dhaba. Priya and Ganga made their way there, leaving Srinu alone.

Hearing them walk away, Srinu slowly opened the door and escaped without anyone seeing him. He joined Ramesh and Anjali, who were sitting at a table, chatting and laughing.

After some time, Ganga and Priya returned to the group. Ramesh, noticing their arrival, asked:

Ramesh: Is anyone hungry?

Priya: Let's eat butter naans with paneer!

Anjali: Yes, Punjabi dhabas have very tasty food.

Chintu: I want biryani!

Ramesh: Okay, Chintu and I will have biryani, and you girls can eat naans with paneer.

Priya exclaimed with happiness, holding Ganga's hand. Ganga smiled, though a hint of her earlier tension still lingered in her eyes.

Ramesh: What about you, Srinu? Are you hungry? What will you eat?

Srinu: (looking at Ganga with intense lust) Oh, my hunger needs a different kind of food.

Ganga felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks, her embarrassment evident as she blushed deeply. She quickly exchanged looks with srinu and looked away, trying to compose herself under his intense gaze.



The group settled down, placing their orders and chatting about their journey. Despite the earlier interruption, there was a newfound closeness between Srinu and Ganga, a silent promise of more moments to come. As they waited for their food, Srinu and Ganga exchanged furtive glances, each one filled with unspoken words and lingering desire.

They, along with the driver, finished their dinner and resumed their journey, sitting in the same positions as before. They were almost halfway to their destination. The atmosphere in the car was relaxed, with light conversations filling the air. Srinu held Ganga tightly, his hands wrapped around her waist. Ganga happily placed her hands over Srinu's, accepting his love.

Srinu was eager for the others to go to sleep so that he and Ganga could continue where they had left off. He impatiently whispered in Ganga's ear.

Srinu: I am still very hungry.

Ganga giggled and teasingly replied.

Ganga: Oh, then you must have had extra rice or rotis at dinner.

Srinu, a little frustrated knowing she was teasing him, said.

Srinu: You know what hunger I am talking about.

He pinched her navel hard. Ganga jumped and moaned in pain. Anjali noticed this and asked.

Anjali: What happened, Ganga?

Priya also looked at Ganga with concern.

Priya: Are you okay?

Ganga, while slapping Srinu's wrist, replied.

Ganga: Oh, nothing, Didi. Just a mosquito.

Anjali and Priya understood the playful act between the new couple and giggled. They went back to chatting, leaving Srinu and Ganga to have their fun. A few minutes passed, and gradually everyone went to sleep, except for Srinu, Ganga, and the driver.

Srinu looked around, confirming everyone was asleep, then whispered in Ganga's ear

Srinu: Baby, turn towards me.

Ganga giggled and shook her head, saying, "No."

Srinu pleaded.

Srinu: Baby, please, I can't hold any longer. I'm already hard in my pants.

Ganga( naughty smile ): Oh, that's what it is. I thought it was your phone. (She moves her hips, grinding her ass on his hard penis.)



Srinu(exclaimed in pleasure): Please stop. I will cum if you do that.

Hearing his pleading, Ganga increased the pace of her hips, grinding her ass even harder. Srinu buried his face into her back, enjoying the pleasure, but the tightness of his pants was causing him pain.

Srinu(winced in pain): Baby, please stop, it's hurting.

Noticing his pain, Ganga stopped grinding and turned to him, asking

Ganga: Are you okay, Srinu?

Srinu: I'm okay, but my penis is so hard that it's hurting.

Feeling sorry for him, Ganga said, "Wait." She took her chunni and put up a veil between them and the others, just like before. She turned her head to Srinu, looking into his eyes, and said

Ganga: Take it out!

Srinu(shocked): What? Are you mad? What if anyone sees us?

Ganga(assuring and calm voice): Don't worry, everyone is asleep, and my chunni gives us privacy. Now, open your zip.

Srinu was surprised at how calmly she was telling him to take his penis out. He hesitated to open his zipper, so Ganga noticed his hesitation and looked down. She moved both hands between her legs, undid his jeans button, and unzipped his pants. Srinu's mouth opened in surprise at her bold moves. Ganga lowered his underwear, and Srinu's penis immediately sprung up, standing at 90 degrees. Biting her lower lip, Ganga stroked his penis.

Srinu closed his eyes, biting into Ganga's kurta, trying hard not to moan. Ganga gradually increased her stroking speed. Srinu, wanting to bite something more than her kurta, moved his left hand to her face, turning it toward him, and started kissing her lips while his right hand pressed her breasts. Ganga's handjob, combined with her lips, turned him on so much that he pressed his feet hard on the car's floor, raising his hips a little and thrusting his penis into her hand rhythmically.

As Srinu raised and moved his hips, Ganga started to lose her balance. She stopped the handjob and moved her hands to hold the car door and seat for support. Srinu was surprised by her next move. Ganga moved her legs close together, holding his penis between her soft thighs, and moved her hips in sync with him, giving Srinu a thigh job.



Srinu could not believe what was happening. He felt it was so hot that Ganga was giving him a thigh job. He appreciated her creativity and ingenuity. Their passionate act could be seen from the window. Srinu kept humping into Ganga's soft thighs, feeling the tenderness of her flesh. He increased his speed and, with the final few thrusts, came on Ganga's leggings, moaning into her mouth. His body relaxed into the seat as he reached the climax.



They slowly broke their kiss, looking into each other's eyes.

Srinu: Thank you, baby.

Ganga didn't say a word; she just gave him a little peck on his lips and turned to look at the mess Srinu made on her leggings.



Srinu(whispered in her ear): I am sorry for the mess, baby.

Ganga(playfully winking at him): Don't worry, my leggings are white in color.

She rubbed her thighs together to wipe his cum into her leggings.

Srinu was pleased with Ganga, realizing how nurturing and kind she was about him making a mess of her leggings. Srinu hugged Ganga and pulled her into his chest while laying back onto the back seat, resting his head and thinking how lucky he was to marry Ganga. Ganga rested on his chest, slowly falling asleep.

Around 2 am, they reached their destination. Ganga's father was there to receive them. They all got out of the car, and the driver unloaded the luggage. Everyone was tired and ready to sleep in the guest house near the temple where Srinu and Ganga were getting married the next day. As everyone moved towards the guesthouse, Srinu excused himself and Ganga from the group.

Srinu: Ganga, can we take a walk in the garden for a moment?

Ganga: Sure, Srinu.

He took her to the small garden in front of the guest house. After confirming no one was around, he hugged her and gave her a kiss.

Srinu: Thank you for what you did for me in the car, and also for not telling your family. I'm sorry for proposing my love to you in a dirty bathroom. I want to start afresh from now on.

He bent on his knees, holding her hand.

Srinu: Ganga, I love you. Will you marry me?

Ganga's eyes sparkled with happiness.

Ganga: Yes, Srinu, I will marry you.

They both hugged and kissed in happiness. Srinu pulled out his phone to capture the moment, taking a selfie of their joyful faces.

Cut to the present, it was the same photo that Srinu was looking at on his phone home screen while sitting on the balcony of their bedroom. His flashback was disturbed by a familiar voice.

Ganga: Srinu, why are you still awake?