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Neetu could feel the hard muscles of his chest beneath her palms, the steady thrum of his heart against her fingertips.
The kiss was everything she had imagined and more. It was hungry and demanding, yet tender and reverent.
Rohan's mouth was hot and wet against hers, his tongue stroking and exploring her mouth with a skill that made her toes curl.
She felt a surge of arousal so intense it was almost painful, a liquid heat pooling in her belly and spreading through her veins like wildfire.
When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing heavily, their chests heaving with each ragged breath.
Neetu's lips were swollen and glistening, her eyes dark with desire. Rohan's face was flushed, his pupils dilated with want.
"My turn," Rohan said, his voice thick with emotion from the deep anticipation. "Neetu. Dare."
Neetu looked at him, her eyes hazy with arousal. "Mmm," she breathed. She could not say any word. She is still lost in his kiss.
Rohan's eyes flickered between Neetu and Anjali, a bold, mischievous glint in them. "I dare you... to kiss Anjali. On the lips. The way we just kissed."
Neetu's stunned. That is lesbo act, she never expected she would do something like that in her life.
Her heart beat increased, and she instinctively looked at Anjali, whose eyes had widened slightly at the dare.
But then a slow, mischievous smile spread across Anjali's face, and she nodded encouragingly, her eyes dark with anticipation.
"Mmm…," Neetu breathed finally, turning to face Anjali, she just nodded her head letting them know that she is going to do that.
Anjali leaned in slowly, her eyes locked on Neetu's, the moment stretching into eternity.
When their lips met, it was electric, a jolt of pure sensation that seemed to arc between them. It started as a soft, tentative kiss, but quickly deepened into something far more intense, something primal and raw.
Neetu parted her lips with a soft sigh, her body melting against Anjali's as her tongue explored her mouth.
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Little sis Anjali


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