Her whole body shook as one tore through her. Indian xxx She wasn’t begging. Then she gasped, arms flying up just a second too late. The sound she made high, breathless, needy, was unlike anything I’d ever heard from her. It rolled once, then settled on a single word. And her husband would never know the truth. The way she melted under someone else’s touch when it should have been mine. It wasn’t helping that her dress clung to every curve, the neckline dipping just enough to draw my eyes lower before I could stop myself. Some get pretty… hands-on.”
Her lips twitched, almost like she was amused. It wasn’t perfect. The second had her exhaling a soft, shuddering moan. Before I crossed a line I could never uncross. Her breath fanned against my shoulder as she pressed her forehead there, her free hand settling lightly against my stomach, feeling every thrust, every motion.
