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Panties Unveiled, The Virgin Revelation Symphony
Rohan's mouth descended once more upon Anjali's magnificent right breast with a hunger that had only deepened through their prolonged worship.
His free hand cradled the left tit possessively, fingers splaying wide to encompass its firm-yet-yielding fullness, thumb and forefinger pinching the nipple in rhythmic rolls that matched the flicks of his tongue on its sibling, sending dual bolts of electric pleasure lancing through her body from chest to the very core of her virgin pussy, where slick nectar continued to flood her folds in rhythmic pulses.
Anjali's stunning beauty lay splayed beneath him like a Renaissance masterpiece brought to throbbing life on the king-sized bed.
Time held no meaning in their cocoon of taboo intimacy, Rohan's cock, throbbing seven-inch girth veined and iron-hard, nestled insistently against her inner thigh now as he shifted slightly for better breast access, the precum from his tip smearing hot trails on her fair skin while her own arousal soaked through night pants in a darkening patch that perfumed the air with her musky feminine essence, puffy labia majora parting slickly beneath fabric to hug her engorged clit.
His right hand, slick from breast play, trailed downward languidly during a particularly deep nipple suck, fingers dancing feather-light over her navel, dipping in to swirl the sensitive dimple and elicit a fresh shiver that arched her back higher, offering more tit to his mouth, before hooking the elastic waistband of her night pants with thumb and forefinger, tugging experimentally downward a mere half-inch.
The fabric resisted at first, clinging to her flared hips from sweat and cream, but yielded slowly, exposing the first creamy expanse of her hipbone, the fair skin flawless and smooth leading toward the shadowed promise of her panties beneath.
Anjali gasped sharply around a moan, her hands fluttering to his wrist in half-hearted resistance as the cool air kissed newly bared skin, "Rohan...
pants stay, too far now," she whispered breathily, voice laced with playful protest yet undermined by the way her hips twitched upward instinctively, pussy clenching emptily in anticipation.
Rohan hummed vibrations into her nipple without releasing it, tongue lashing the peak faster as distraction, his tug continuing inch-by-tantalizing-inch, one full inch now, night pants sliding over right hip fully, revealing the lacy edge of pale-pink panties that matched her innocent allure, thin cotton bikinis hugging her curves with a damp central gusset translucent from her floods.
Anjali's fingers pressing his hand firmer, pushing the waistband back upward a fraction with a giggle-moan, "Nooo, bro, kisses only, pants off-limits please," her doe eyes sparkling defiance even as her body betrayed her, thighs parting wider under the covers to grant access, magnificent breasts heaving faster from the tussle, nipples popping wetly from his lips with a smack before he recaptured the left one hungrily.
Rohan yielded momentarily to her push, hand retreating to knead her exposed hip instead, palms splaying wide over the smooth fair expanse, thumbs tracing the panty edge teasingly, while his mouth intensified worship, dual sucks now, lips transferring to right nipple for vacuum pull, tongue battering tip relentlessly, left hand twisting its twin slickly.
Rohan's mouth descended once more upon Anjali's magnificent right breast with a hunger that had only deepened through their prolonged worship.
His free hand cradled the left tit possessively, fingers splaying wide to encompass its firm-yet-yielding fullness, thumb and forefinger pinching the nipple in rhythmic rolls that matched the flicks of his tongue on its sibling, sending dual bolts of electric pleasure lancing through her body from chest to the very core of her virgin pussy, where slick nectar continued to flood her folds in rhythmic pulses.
Anjali's stunning beauty lay splayed beneath him like a Renaissance masterpiece brought to throbbing life on the king-sized bed.
Time held no meaning in their cocoon of taboo intimacy, Rohan's cock, throbbing seven-inch girth veined and iron-hard, nestled insistently against her inner thigh now as he shifted slightly for better breast access, the precum from his tip smearing hot trails on her fair skin while her own arousal soaked through night pants in a darkening patch that perfumed the air with her musky feminine essence, puffy labia majora parting slickly beneath fabric to hug her engorged clit.
His right hand, slick from breast play, trailed downward languidly during a particularly deep nipple suck, fingers dancing feather-light over her navel, dipping in to swirl the sensitive dimple and elicit a fresh shiver that arched her back higher, offering more tit to his mouth, before hooking the elastic waistband of her night pants with thumb and forefinger, tugging experimentally downward a mere half-inch.
The fabric resisted at first, clinging to her flared hips from sweat and cream, but yielded slowly, exposing the first creamy expanse of her hipbone, the fair skin flawless and smooth leading toward the shadowed promise of her panties beneath.
Anjali gasped sharply around a moan, her hands fluttering to his wrist in half-hearted resistance as the cool air kissed newly bared skin, "Rohan...
pants stay, too far now," she whispered breathily, voice laced with playful protest yet undermined by the way her hips twitched upward instinctively, pussy clenching emptily in anticipation.
Rohan hummed vibrations into her nipple without releasing it, tongue lashing the peak faster as distraction, his tug continuing inch-by-tantalizing-inch, one full inch now, night pants sliding over right hip fully, revealing the lacy edge of pale-pink panties that matched her innocent allure, thin cotton bikinis hugging her curves with a damp central gusset translucent from her floods.
Anjali's fingers pressing his hand firmer, pushing the waistband back upward a fraction with a giggle-moan, "Nooo, bro, kisses only, pants off-limits please," her doe eyes sparkling defiance even as her body betrayed her, thighs parting wider under the covers to grant access, magnificent breasts heaving faster from the tussle, nipples popping wetly from his lips with a smack before he recaptured the left one hungrily.
Rohan yielded momentarily to her push, hand retreating to knead her exposed hip instead, palms splaying wide over the smooth fair expanse, thumbs tracing the panty edge teasingly, while his mouth intensified worship, dual sucks now, lips transferring to right nipple for vacuum pull, tongue battering tip relentlessly, left hand twisting its twin slickly.
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