Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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The air itself seemed to hum with electricity, each brush of skin, each press of palm, each sigh and shiver amplifying the tension that coiled tight inside her.
 
She had never felt so alive, so dangerously drawn into the fire of something she barely understood, and yet, she couldn’t pull away.
 
Ravi’s voice, low and urgent, beckoned her closer again. "Come," he murmured, offering his hand, "let us be together." Sirisha’s breath hitched as she reached for him, her body responding instinctively, pulled forward by a mixture of fear, trust, and unquenchable curiosity.
 
His hand moved to her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth with a slow, deliberate suction, while his thrusts into Neetu deepened, sending both women into trembling ecstasy.
 
Neetu, feeling the added closeness of Sirisha’s presence, reached back to press her hand against the younger girl’s butt, guiding her subtly yet possessively.
 
The combined pressure of their bodies, the raw, urgent rhythm of desire, made Neetu shiver violently, her soft moans echoing and rising with each punishing thrust.
 
Every movement sent shockwaves of pleasure through the trio, intensifying the erotic current that ran between them.
 
Sirisha’s chest heaved, her breath sharp and shallow, each inhalation filling her with a heady mixture of fear, longing, and desire.
 
She felt a burning ache between her thighs, a hunger that was equal parts erotic and emotional, and a fascination with the power and intimacy of what she was witnessing and participating in.
 
The intensity of their pleasure, the closeness, the heat, all of it stirred something primal within her, a throbbing curiosity and a desperate craving to be part of this electrifying connection.
 
“I’m so close… Ravi, don’t stop,” Neetu pleaded, her voice breathless, urgent, and raw, gripping him tightly, pulling him deeper into her.
 
Her hips arched wildly, pressing against him with hungry abandon, and the room seemed to shrink around the swelling, suffocating erotic energy.
 
Ravi responded with a low, guttural groan, crashing his lips onto hers in a deep, urgent kiss.
 
Their tongues tangled, mouths devouring, as the heat of their bodies fused, the friction making both of them shudder and gasp, caught in a wave of erotic ecstasy that Sirisha felt in every fiber of her being.
 
Her heart raced, her body tingled, and she could feel the primal intensity of desire washing over her, leaving her both terrified and entranced, innocent yet awakening.

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