Adultery Priya Didi

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The sensation of her tongue meeting his was electric, sparking a fire deep within him. Her taste was sweet, intoxicating, like something he could never get enough of. Slowly, he deepened the kiss, his tongue moving with more confidence, slipping into her mouth, tracing the soft contours of her lips, coaxing hers to meet his. There was a dance between them now, slow at first, hesitant, as their tongues explored each other in gentle, teasing movements.
 
Ravi felt Priya’s breath hitch against his mouth, and her hands, which had been resting on his shoulders, now slid up to thread through his hair, pulling him closer, urging him on. Her response spurred him further, his tongue growing bolder, tangling with hers, exploring the sweet, warm depth of her mouth. Each stroke, each flick, felt like a discovery, a deepening of something that neither of them had ever allowed themselves to experience before.
 
Priya’s body softened against him, her back arching ever so slightly as she leaned into him, giving herself up to the kiss. Her lips were warm, soft, and pliant, and Ravi couldn’t get enough of them. She tasted like jasmine and something sweeter, a blend of everything he had imagined her to be. His hand, still at her waist, began to slide lower, brushing the soft curve of her hip before slipping under the edge of her saree again. The touch sent a shiver through her, and she gasped softly into his mouth, the sound reverberating between them, making Ravi’s pulse quicken even more.
 
Their kiss deepened, the urgency rising as their tongues began to move more freely, with the confidence of two people who no longer cared about anything but the now. Priya’s body trembled slightly against his, her lips parting even further, her tongue meeting his with an abandon that took Ravi’s breath away. The taste of her, the feel of her, so soft, so warm, sent a thrill rushing through him, and he pulled her closer still, his hand sliding across her body, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingers.
 
The kiss grew more frantic now, as their bodies pressed against each other, the subtle friction of their movements sending waves of heat through them both. Ravi couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything other than the feel of Priya’s mouth on his, the pressure of her body against him, the intoxicating sweetness of her kiss. 

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