Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 


 
Rohan could feel Latha’s surrender in the subtle loosening of her jaw, the way her hands relaxed against his chest, the way her breath came in soft, shallow pants against his mouth.
 
"That's it," he breathed, his lips brushing against hers with each word. "That's my girl. Just let go. Let me show you."
 
He kissed her again, soft and slow, a gentle introduction to the world of sensation he was about to open for her.
 
His lips moved against hers with deliberate tenderness, coaxing, teasing, drawing her deeper into the kiss.
 
He could feel her uncertainty, her inexperience, but beneath it all, he could feel something else, a hunger she didn't even know she possessed, a curiosity that burned beneath her innocent surface.
 
"He wanted to taste you," Rohan whispered, his lips still brushing against hers, his breath warm and intoxicating against her skin. "Like this."
 
His tongue traced her lower lip, a slow, deliberate exploration that made her shudder violently.
 
She gasped, her lips parting instinctively, and he took the invitation, sliding his tongue into her mouth with a gentle, patient pressure.
 
The taste of her exploded on his tongue, sweet and warm, like the tea she'd had earlier, with an underlying richness that was purely her, purely innocent.
 
She was honey and rosewater and soft, yielding flesh, and he couldn't get enough.
 
She opened her lips fully for him, a soft, breathy sigh escaping her throat, and he explored her mouth slowly, deeply, savoring every inch of her.
 
His tongue swept across the soft roof of her mouth, traced the delicate line of her teeth, tangled with her tongue in a slow, languid dance.
 
She followed his lead with an instinctive, trusting eagerness, her own tongue hesitantly touching his, learning the rhythm of this new, intoxicating game.
 
"So sweet," he breathed against her lips, his voice thick with satisfaction. "So innocent. Has anyone ever kissed you like this?"