29-08-2025, 10:29 PM
Sirisha’s body trembled beneath him, and she couldn’t hold back the quiet moans that escaped her lips.
Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her, her fingers digging into the fabric as she tried to steady herself.
Her hips shifted, moving in rhythm with his touch, her body seeking more, needing more.
She was no longer able to focus on anything except the heat that was building between her legs, the delicious pressure of his fingers against her, the way he was slowly bringing her closer to the edge with each touch.
The sensation was almost overwhelming, yet she wanted more. She needed more.
The anticipation was driving her wild now, the tension in her body reaching a fever pitch.
She felt her breath quicken, her pulse racing in time with the slow rhythm of his fingers.
His touch was a constant presence, pulling her deeper into the moment, making her body ache with the need to let go.
She couldn’t hold back the sounds escaping from her throat anymore, soft gasps, breathless moans, all of them were his.
She felt the growing heat between her legs intensify, each stroke of his fingers driving her closer to the precipice of something so intense, so consuming.
The way his fingers were moving with perfect precision, never rushing, yet always pushing her closer to that point of release, was maddening.
It was everything she wanted, everything she had been waiting for, and yet somehow, she wanted it to last longer, to stretch this beautiful torture out.
As the heat continued to build inside her, she felt her body give in to the waves of pleasure, her legs trembling slightly with the effort to keep still.
Ravi’s fingers explored every inch of her pussy, and now, she felt as though she were unraveling completely beneath him, her body responding to him in ways that she hadn’t imagined possible.
Each stroke of his fingers against her most intimate places sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, and her hips instinctively pressed toward him, silently urging him to go deeper, to give her more.
She closed her eyes, lost in the rhythm of his touch, in the delicious way he was taking his time, savoring every movement, every sensation.
Her body was burning with desire, every nerve in her being focused solely on the feeling of his fingers, the warmth of his body close to hers, and the connection they shared.
In that moment, nothing else mattered.
The world beyond them had ceased to exist — there was only him, only her, and the overwhelming, perfect heat that was building between them.
Ravi moved back down Sirisha's body, his eyes locked with hers as he paused just above her core.
She could feel the heat of his breath against her most intimate places, sending a shiver through her.
He took a deep breath against her skin before his lips finally pressed against her.
Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her, her fingers digging into the fabric as she tried to steady herself.
Her hips shifted, moving in rhythm with his touch, her body seeking more, needing more.
She was no longer able to focus on anything except the heat that was building between her legs, the delicious pressure of his fingers against her, the way he was slowly bringing her closer to the edge with each touch.
The sensation was almost overwhelming, yet she wanted more. She needed more.
The anticipation was driving her wild now, the tension in her body reaching a fever pitch.
She felt her breath quicken, her pulse racing in time with the slow rhythm of his fingers.
His touch was a constant presence, pulling her deeper into the moment, making her body ache with the need to let go.
She couldn’t hold back the sounds escaping from her throat anymore, soft gasps, breathless moans, all of them were his.
She felt the growing heat between her legs intensify, each stroke of his fingers driving her closer to the precipice of something so intense, so consuming.
The way his fingers were moving with perfect precision, never rushing, yet always pushing her closer to that point of release, was maddening.
It was everything she wanted, everything she had been waiting for, and yet somehow, she wanted it to last longer, to stretch this beautiful torture out.
As the heat continued to build inside her, she felt her body give in to the waves of pleasure, her legs trembling slightly with the effort to keep still.
Ravi’s fingers explored every inch of her pussy, and now, she felt as though she were unraveling completely beneath him, her body responding to him in ways that she hadn’t imagined possible.
Each stroke of his fingers against her most intimate places sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, and her hips instinctively pressed toward him, silently urging him to go deeper, to give her more.
She closed her eyes, lost in the rhythm of his touch, in the delicious way he was taking his time, savoring every movement, every sensation.
Her body was burning with desire, every nerve in her being focused solely on the feeling of his fingers, the warmth of his body close to hers, and the connection they shared.
In that moment, nothing else mattered.
The world beyond them had ceased to exist — there was only him, only her, and the overwhelming, perfect heat that was building between them.
Ravi moved back down Sirisha's body, his eyes locked with hers as he paused just above her core.
She could feel the heat of his breath against her most intimate places, sending a shiver through her.
He took a deep breath against her skin before his lips finally pressed against her.
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