07-03-2025, 08:41 PM
Salim's heart raced as he felt the heat of her palm against his skin. He leaned into her touch, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants, desperate to be free. Ali, noticing the shift in the room's dynamic, slowed his movements, allowing Rupa's hand to slide down to his own neck, where it lingered, a silent request.
Rupa's eyes remained half-closed, a soft smile playing on her lips as she felt the warmth of their bodies surrounding her. Her hand trailed down Ali's neck, over his shoulder, and found his bicep, her fingers tightening reflexively around the firm muscle. Her other hand slid over Salim's chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heart beneath her palm. The two men held their breaths, unsure of what she would do next.
The half empty bottle of whisky on the table caught their eye, the amber liquid glinting in the soft light. An idea, deliciously wicked, began to form in their minds. If she was already this responsive in her sleep, imagine what a little liquid courage could do to her inhibitions. They shared a knowing look, the same thought echoing between them like a silent, seductive whisper.
With a silent nod, Ali reached for the bottle, his hand shaking with excitement. He brought it to Rupa's lips, tilting the bottle slightly to let the whisky dribble into her mouth. The liquid pooled on her tongue, a fiery trail of warmth that trickled down her throat, and she swallowed it greedily. Her eyes remained closed, but a soft moan of pleasure escaped her, a clear sign that she was more than ready to be coaxed into a deeper state of arousal.
Salim watched, his own need growing more insistent with every drop that touched her tongue. He knew that they were crossing a line, that there was no coming back from this, but the allure of the forbidden fruit was too tempting to resist. He leaned in, his cock pressing against the softness of her thigh, and whispered, "Lo pi lo."
Rupa's eyes remained closed, but a smile played on her lips as she obeyed, her mouth opening wider to accept the whisky. The fiery liquid slid down her throat, setting her insides ablaze, and she could feel the heat spread through her body, igniting a fire in her veins. It was as if the whisky had a life of its own, reaching into the deepest recesses of her soul and awakening a hunger she hadn't known existed.
Ali watched the way the whisky stained her teeth and the corners of her mouth, the sight making him even harder. He set the bottle down, his hand shaking with anticipation as he reached out to trace the line of her jaw, his thumb catching the excess whisky. He brought it to his own lips, tasting the sweetness of her mouth on his skin, and the connection between them grew stronger, more primal. He leaned in, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that was as fiery as the whisky they shared.
Salim watched, his hand still buried between her legs, as Ali claimed her mouth with an urgency that was impossible to ignore. He felt her body respond, her walls tightening around his fingers as she moaned into the kiss. The idea that had sparked in their minds grew into an inferno of desire, and they knew they had to take it further. They had to taste more of her, to feel her fully awake and responsive to their touch.
Rupa's eyes remained half-closed, a soft smile playing on her lips as she felt the warmth of their bodies surrounding her. Her hand trailed down Ali's neck, over his shoulder, and found his bicep, her fingers tightening reflexively around the firm muscle. Her other hand slid over Salim's chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heart beneath her palm. The two men held their breaths, unsure of what she would do next.
The half empty bottle of whisky on the table caught their eye, the amber liquid glinting in the soft light. An idea, deliciously wicked, began to form in their minds. If she was already this responsive in her sleep, imagine what a little liquid courage could do to her inhibitions. They shared a knowing look, the same thought echoing between them like a silent, seductive whisper.
With a silent nod, Ali reached for the bottle, his hand shaking with excitement. He brought it to Rupa's lips, tilting the bottle slightly to let the whisky dribble into her mouth. The liquid pooled on her tongue, a fiery trail of warmth that trickled down her throat, and she swallowed it greedily. Her eyes remained closed, but a soft moan of pleasure escaped her, a clear sign that she was more than ready to be coaxed into a deeper state of arousal.
Salim watched, his own need growing more insistent with every drop that touched her tongue. He knew that they were crossing a line, that there was no coming back from this, but the allure of the forbidden fruit was too tempting to resist. He leaned in, his cock pressing against the softness of her thigh, and whispered, "Lo pi lo."
Rupa's eyes remained closed, but a smile played on her lips as she obeyed, her mouth opening wider to accept the whisky. The fiery liquid slid down her throat, setting her insides ablaze, and she could feel the heat spread through her body, igniting a fire in her veins. It was as if the whisky had a life of its own, reaching into the deepest recesses of her soul and awakening a hunger she hadn't known existed.
Ali watched the way the whisky stained her teeth and the corners of her mouth, the sight making him even harder. He set the bottle down, his hand shaking with anticipation as he reached out to trace the line of her jaw, his thumb catching the excess whisky. He brought it to his own lips, tasting the sweetness of her mouth on his skin, and the connection between them grew stronger, more primal. He leaned in, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that was as fiery as the whisky they shared.
Salim watched, his hand still buried between her legs, as Ali claimed her mouth with an urgency that was impossible to ignore. He felt her body respond, her walls tightening around his fingers as she moaned into the kiss. The idea that had sparked in their minds grew into an inferno of desire, and they knew they had to take it further. They had to taste more of her, to feel her fully awake and responsive to their touch.
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