Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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Priya bit her lip, a soft gasp escaping her lips as the ticklish, tender touch brushed along the lower curve of her belly. "It feels… so delicate… so intimate… I can’t believe he’s here… touching me… like this…"
 
She tightened her hold on his hand, a silent message of permission and trust, yet also a reminder of control, a tether that let her savor every feather-light press of his fingers.
 
Her body responded without hesitation, hips tilting just enough to invite the warmth of his hand lower, and a soft shiver ran from her stomach down her spine.
 
Ravi’s fingers traced the gentle slope of her lower abdomen, lingering over the softest, most sensitive areas, feeling the smooth warmth of her skin, the tiny, subtle shifts of her body as she welcomed his touch.
 
Each motion was measured, slow, reverent, the ticklish softness beneath his palm making him whisper her name softly, his voice thick with longing.
 
Priya’s breath hitched again, her mind spinning with desire. "He’s so careful… so tender… but it tickles… it’s driving me crazy… I can’t stop… I want more…"
 
She moved slightly closer, letting him explore the lower curve of her abdomen, every gentle press and circle sending waves of warmth through her, and she never released her hold on his hand, feeling the connection deepen with every heartbeat.
 
Ravi’s fingers brushed softly along the gentle dip of her lower abdomen, it was responding to every feather-light stroke, a combination of ticklish delight and deep arousal. He could feel her pulse, her warmth, the subtle rhythm of her breath, and it ignited a hunger that made him linger, memorizing every curve, every reaction, every shiver.
 
Priya closed her eyes, letting herself melt into the touch, her hand firm on his, her body offering itself to the exploration. "It’s mine… but he’s discovering it… every inch… every curve… it’s so intimate… so alive… I never want this to stop…"
 
Ravi’s hand continued its slow journey, pressing lightly, tracing gentle circles, moving from the soft hollow of her upper belly down to the lower abdomen, feeling the smoothness, the warmth, the tender softness beneath his fingers.
 
Every motion was careful yet deliberate, teasing and exploring, the ticklish, sensitive skin making her breath catch, her hips tilt, her pulse race.
 

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