27-06-2025, 05:59 PM
It is Madhavi's turn to undress him
Madhavi’s fingers lingered at the waistband of his jeans for a moment longer
Savoring the feeling of the heat between them before slowly sliding them down.
She could feel his breath quickening as her touch grew more deliberate,
each movement laden with anticipation.
But she wasn’t done yet.
Her eyes never left his as her other hand reached up,
Fingers brushing gently across his chest.
The feel of his warmth under her fingertips made her pulse race,
And without a word, she slid her hand upward,
Her touch light but insistent.
She moved closer,
her body nearly pressed against his,
and in one smooth, fluid motion,
she gripped the hem of his t-shirt.
Madhavi’s fingers lingered at the waistband of his jeans for a moment longer
Savoring the feeling of the heat between them before slowly sliding them down.
She could feel his breath quickening as her touch grew more deliberate,
each movement laden with anticipation.
But she wasn’t done yet.
Her eyes never left his as her other hand reached up,
Fingers brushing gently across his chest.
The feel of his warmth under her fingertips made her pulse race,
And without a word, she slid her hand upward,
Her touch light but insistent.
She moved closer,
her body nearly pressed against his,
and in one smooth, fluid motion,
she gripped the hem of his t-shirt.
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