Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
 

 
Perfect. Now I just need that cute bitch to dig into her pussy.  Rohan thought.
 
He waited, his body still aching, still hungry.
 
Every second stretched into eternity.
 
He paced the room, his fingers running through his hair, his jaw tight with tension.
 
He could still feel Mamta's warmth, still taste her on his lips, still hear her breathless whimpers.
 
The frustration was a living thing inside him, coiling and uncoiling with every heartbeat.
 
A few minutes later, a soft knock came at the door.
 
His pulse quickened. He opened it.
 
Neetu stood there, her eyes wide with curiosity, a small smile playing on her lips.
 
She was wearing a simple kurta and jeans, the fabric clinging to her curves in all the right places.
 
Her hair was loose, falling in soft waves around her shoulders.
 
She looked fresh, innocent, utterly unaware of the storm that was about to consume her.
 
"Rohan?" Her voice was soft, uncertain. "Anjali said you wanted to see me here?"
 
"Come in." He pulled her inside, closing the door behind her.
 
The lock clicked into place, sealing them in their private world. "I needed to see you. See you completely."
 
"Is everything okay?" She looked up at him, her brow furrowed with concern. "You seem... different."
 
"Everything's perfect." His hands found her waist, pulling her close. "Now that you're here."
 
She gasped softly as his body pressed against hers.
 
He could feel the warmth of her, the softness of her curves.
 
She smelled like vanilla and something floral, a sweet, innocent fragrance that made his head spin.
 
But beneath it, he could almost imagine her mom’s jasmine scent, could almost pretend that it was her in his arms.
 
"Rohan…" Her voice was breathless, uncertain. "What's going on?"
 
"Shh." He pressed a finger to her lips. "Don't talk. Just feel."
 
He kissed her, deep and hungry, pouring all of his frustrated desire into the press of his lips.
 
His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting her sweetness, and she melted against him, her body softening, surrendering.