Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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With every subtle shift in Priya’s body, every slight gasp or shift of her breath, Ravi could feel the invisible thread pulling them deeper into this shared world of intimacy, closer than they’d ever been.
 
"It’s insane... I shouldn’t be doing this... but she’s letting me... She’s not stopping me... she’s..."
 
His heart was pounding in his chest, his pulse racing with the tension, the forbidden nature of what they were doing. Yet, it felt so right, so natural, as if their bodies had always been meant to meet like this.
 
Her skin felt warm and soft beneath his fingers even through the blouse, and with each moment, he felt himself losing more control, not of her, but of the overwhelming need to be closer, to explore her fully.
 
Priya shifted slightly, her thigh brushing against his once more, a quiet reminder of the physical closeness they shared.
 
It was a silent invitation, urging him to continue, urging him to test the boundaries of what they could do in this small, confining space.
 
Her breath caught once more, a soft, involuntary sound escaping her lips, though she quickly stifled it, her eyes fluttering closed in an effort to steady herself.
 
In that brief moment, everything seemed to slow, time, the distance between them, the outside world, all of it vanished.
 
There was only the soft pressure of Ravi’s hands on her breasts, the soft sensation of his fingers moving against her breast, and the pulse that thrummed through her veins, urging her to lose herself in this shared ecstasy.
 

"He’s touching me like this… like I belong to him… what am I doing? Why can’t I stop? I shouldn’t want this… but I do… so much…"
 
Priya’s thoughts were a jumble, torn between the desire to pull away and the deep yearning to feel more.
 
Her fingers lightly brushed against his wrist again, the gesture barely noticeable but laden with significance. It was an unspoken message, an affirmation that despite the hesitation in her chest, despite the conflict in her mind, she was still here.
 
She hadn’t pulled away. She hadn’t stopped him. Her body was responding to him, leaning into him, urging him to continue, to take the moment even further.
 
"Just this… just this… keep going…"

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