21-02-2026, 07:18 PM
The fabric slipped over his hips, and as it did, it caught on his arousal, pulling the material of his underwear with it slightly, revealing more, teasing him with the promise of exposure.
She continued using her face, her nose, her chin, pushing the track pants down inch by inch.
The fabric slid over the bulge in his underwear, and Ravi groaned at the friction, at the intimate contact, at the sight of her face so close to his most intimate area.
Finally, gravity took over.
The track pants fell, pooling around his ankles.
Priya pulled back slightly, looking up at him, and the sight made Ravi's breath catch.
He stood in front of her in just his underwear, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide his arousal, the outline clear and prominent, straining against the material.
For a long moment, they simply looked at each other, the air between them charged with anticipation.
Then Priya's eyes moved down, taking in the sight of him, the broad expanse of his chest, the lean muscles of his stomach, and lower, to the prominent bulge in his underwear.
She could see everything through the thin fabric, the shape of him, the size, the way the material was stretched tight over his hardness.
A small wet spot had formed at the tip, evidence of his arousal, and the sight made her breath quicken.
For a moment, she simply looked at him, taking in the sight, the way the fabric clung to his hardness, the way his arousal pressed against the material, seeking freedom, the way his underwear looked with the straining bulge.
Her breath caught at the rawness of the sight, he was completely exposed, even in the smallest of ways.
There was something almost primal in the way his body reacted to her gaze, and it stirred a deep, intimate hunger within her.
Then her eyes lifted to meet his, and a slow, sensual smile curved her lips.


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