Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 

Ravi’s chest heaved, pulse racing, every nerve alive, every inch of him consumed by her.
 
They moved together in a slow, sensuous rhythm, the blouse resisting, teasing, every freed hook revealing more of her radiant skin, and with every kiss, every nuzzle, every playful pause, the tension and anticipation mounted, binding them together in exquisite intimacy, teasing, and desire.
 
Priya’s soft sighs, her breathy whispers, her trembling back, and the sparkle in her eyes fed his own longing, his devotion, his desire to savor every moment, every inch, every second.
 
He lingered on each new patch of revealed skin, pressing kisses, nuzzles, and soft, teasing breaths, letting her shiver and hum with pleasure, letting her enjoy every second as much as he did.
 
“Ravi… don’t stop…” she whispered again, voice soft, intimate, trembling, letting her hands brush lightly across his shoulders, teasing, inviting, affirming, every inch of her body alive with anticipation and playful surrender.
 
"One more," he whispered, his voice hoarse.
 
"Just one more, Didi."
 
Priya nodded, unable to speak, her entire body trembling with anticipation.
 
The final hook sat at the very bottom of the blouse, right where the fabric ended at her ribcage, just above where her bare midriff began.
 
Ravi leaned in for the last time.
 
His face pressed against her once more, but this time, with the blouse so loose, he felt even more of her softness.
 
The curves of her breasts rested heavily against the top of his head and forehead as he bent to reach the lowest hook.
 
The position put his lips and nose against the bare skin of her midriff, just below where the bra ended.
 
Her skin here was impossibly soft, warm, slightly damp with perspiration.