Adultery The Making of a Slut from a Wife - Shazia
Rohan groaned into her mouth—a low, guttural sound of raw male satisfaction. His hands left her thighs and gripped her soft, rounded buttocks. He squeezed her hard, his fingers kneading the soft flesh, using his grip to pull her even tighter against his groin and lift her higher against the wall.
 
She looked up at Rohan through her lashes. Her dark eyes, heavy-lidded and glazed with arousal, met his. She bit her glossy lower lip—a gesture that was part submission, part invitation. Her legs, still wrapped around his waist, tightened their grip. Her hips shifted, grinding her wet, aching pussy against the thick ridge of his erection.
 
His hands, still gripping her ass, squeezed harder. And then he was moving—carrying her away from the wall, her body suspended against his, her legs locked around him, her arms wrapped around his neck. Holding her suspended against his waist, Rohan carried her toward the bed, his mouth never leaving her skin—her neck, her collarbone, the upper swell of her breasts above the neckline of her blouse.
 
"Dopahar mein maine tumhe pool ke paas dekha tha..." (In the afternoon, I saw you near the pool...) he murmured against her skin, his voice thick and rough. "...tum bahut hot dikh rahi thi bheegi hui kapdon mein... tabhi soch liya tha ki tumhari iss nasheele jism ko paana hai." (...you were looking so hot in wet clothes... I decided right then that I had to possess your intoxicating body.)
 
The confession—that he had been hunting her since the afternoon, that this was not a spontaneous seduction but a calculated, deliberate pursuit—sent a violent shudder through Shazia's entire body. Instead of finding his act as a willful manipulation, it sent her into an absolute frenzy realizing how much he wanted her. Her pussy clenched around nothing, aching, weeping, desperate to be filled. She moaned—a low, needy, animal sound—and pulled his mouth back to hers.
 
The kiss that followed was not tender. It was ravenous. Desperate. The kiss of two people who had been circling each other for hours and could no longer bear the distance. Shazia didn't push him away but tried to hold her balance on him, giving only token resistance. She opened her mouth, letting his hot tongue aggressively invade her oral cavity, completely surrendering to the forbidden, high-status touch.

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