Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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It was a strange juxtaposition, the calm music against the storm raging in the back seat. 

It almost felt like the universe was mocking the secret they were building, as though Amit’s obliviousness made the intimacy more dangerous, more thrilling. The disparity made the forbidden nature of this moment feel even more exhilarating.
 
Ravi’s fingers hovered for a moment, lingering just below her breast before moving slowly higher, tracing the edge of her blouse from below with a precision that seemed almost surgical.
 
Priya’s body reacted in subtle ways, the heat radiating from her chest, her skin flushing under his touch. His hand was firm yet gentle, his fingers exploring her breast’s softness as if it were the most delicate thing in the world.
 
"Het breasts are so soft… yet so firm… They are countering my hand… I could get lost in this… in the way she feels beneath my fingers… God… this is more than I expected… Her breasts are more firmer than any other breasts I have know so far… These are perfect semi globes… "
 
Ravi’s thoughts were shifting, torn between reverence for her body and the undeniable lust that consumed him. He couldn’t ignore the fire that sparked with each contact. His pulse was pounding in his ears, his fingers moving faster now, boldly tracing her body.
 
Her breath caught once more as Ravi’s hand shifted just slightly, moving to cup her left breast fully on top of her blouse. The action was deliberate, each moment stretching out, but there was an intensity to it that made Priya’s body tingle and ache with need.
 
His hand molded to the softness of her, the weight of her breast filling his palm, while his thumb brushed lightly across her sensitive skin, the touch almost unbearable. It was a bold movement, but she didn’t pull away.
 
Priya’s body stiffened slightly again. She couldn’t help it, the sensation was overwhelming. The contact was slow, calculated, but the heat of it spread like wildfire through her body, radiating outward to places she hadn’t known were so alive.
 
Her nipples hardened almost immediately under the pressure of his hand, a silent confession of the arousal that was building inside her, though her mind tried to pull away.
 
"I shouldn’t… I can’t… I have to stop this…"

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