Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
His face pressed firmly against the lower curves of her breasts, feeling their weight, their incredible softness, the way they rested against his forehead and cheeks.
 
From this angle, he was surrounded by her, enveloped in her warmth and softness of the breasts.
 
Priya's hands tightened painfully in his hair as sensation overwhelmed her.
 
She could feel him there, pressed so intimately against her, could feel every breath he took as warm air against her skin through the thin fabric.
 
Ravi's teeth sought the hook blindly, his vision filled with nothing but the fabric of her blouse, his senses overwhelmed by her.
 
The hook was difficult to reach from this angle, requiring him to tilt his head, to press even more firmly upward into her soft and warm breasts.
 
As he worked, his nose and cheeks pressed into the soft undersides of her breasts, feeling their fullness, their weight, the incredible give of her flesh.
 
His chin brushed against the bare skin of her midriff, warm and smooth and quivering under his touch.
 
"Ravi," Priya moaned, her voice breaking.
 
"Oh God, Ravi, I can't...
 
this is..."
 
Her legs trembled, threatening to give way.
 
Only her hands in his hair and the wall behind her kept her upright.
 
The sensation was almost unbearable, his face pressed so intimately against her breasts, his breath warm on her skin, the gentle pressure as he worked at the hook.
 
Every nerve in her body felt alive, electrified, aching with need.
 
“Ah… you’re… perfect,” she whispered, voice husky, breath catching, letting her hand graze lightly over his shoulder, teasing the muscles beneath, the pulse racing in silent encouragement.
 
“Every kiss… every touch… every inch…”