Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
“Every inch… every pulse… mine… his… yes… oh God…”
 
Then he pushed back in, slow and steady, filling her again, and Priya's back arched, a moan escaping her lips.
 
“Yes… yes… all of him… so full… perfect… I’m his… I can’t get enough…”
 
"Yes," she breathed.
 
"Oh yes, Ravi…"
 
He established a rhythm, slow, deep thrusts that filled her completely before withdrawing almost entirely, only to fill her again.
 
“Every motion… every reaction… perfect… slow… deliberate… she’s mine… every inch… yes…” Ravi thought, feeling her tighten and relax around him, every tremor feeding his own pleasure, every micro-shiver of her body igniting his desire.
 
Each movement was deliberate, controlled, focused on bringing her pleasure rather than racing toward his own release.
 
“Not too fast… careful… she’s perfect… every inch… yes… she needs me… I need her… every touch…”
 
His eyes never left her face, watching every expression, reading her reactions, learning what angle made her gasp, what depth made her moan, what rhythm made her hips rise to meet his.
 
“Every flicker… every shiver… mine… she’s mine… I can feel her… she wants this… she’s perfect…”
 
Priya's hands roamed his back, feeling the flex of his muscles with each thrust, feeling the strength in his body tempered by gentleness, by care for her pleasure and comfort.
 
“So strong… so careful… perfect… every touch… every movement… he’s mine… every inch… yes…”
 
The initial intensity of the stretch had faded, replaced by pure, building pleasure.
 
“Every thrust… every motion… yes… it’s all mine… I can feel him… perfect… he’s mine… yes…”
 
Each thrust stroked sensitive places inside her, each withdrawal left her aching to be filled again.
 
“Oh… every inch… yes… more… all of him… I need him… he’s perfect…”
 
The rhythm he'd established was perfect, slow enough to savor, deep enough to satisfy, steady enough to build the pleasure gradually, inexorably.
 
“Perfect… yes… every inch… I’m his… all mine… every motion… I feel him… oh God…”
 
"More," she whispered after several minutes of his careful lovemaking.
 
"Faster, Ravi. I can take it. I want to feel you."
 
“Yes… I can… take it… more… all of him… I want him… yes…”