Adultery Priya Didi

[tweeny_fory]

She wasn't trying to provoke.


That’s what made it worse.

There was no seduction in her posture, just stillness.

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And beneath the dbang of the pallu


The dignity of her heavenly breasts softly covered

Her waist curved in before rising into the flare of her hips

The saree hugging every turn like a loyal second skin.

He wasn’t breathing.

And then the elevator jolted.

Just a small mechanical bounce as it passed the third floor.

But the cabin shifted, and for a fraction of a second, Priya leaned back, not much, just enough.

Her shoulder brushed against his chest.

His hand twitched.

He caught his breath and looked at the mirror.

Amit was checking his hair.

Priya adjusted her pallu like nothing had happened.

But Ravi… felt everything.

It was just a brush of cloth.

Just a shared breath.

Just a normal evening.

Except it wasn’t.

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wow what a writing Shailu... loved your choice of words
i thought i will keep quoting your art and share my thanks for such a beautiful erotica