He got very close to Her, bretahing Her in. He kissed Her thru Her panties on that most intimate spot. Hand shaking, he reached up and slid the pantie... off. Kissing every inch of skin that was now exposed. He continued loving Her, licking, sucking on Her bud gently. She spread Her legs wider for better access, and as he did he slid a finger inside."Mmmmmm" she sighed with pleasure. Soon Her sighs turned into moans, as he took Her closer and closer to the edge. Hearing Her pleasure, feeling Her. When I reached the washroom she came out and we were staring at each other with eyes full of lust. When I looked at her boobs, the top two buttons of her blouse were open. My heart was pounding heavily but I tried to act normal. She asked me how are they, I said can’t say without seeing them properly. She gave a naughty smile and started walking towards the table. I was having goosebumps, I understood that now I can have her on bed very soon. We joined our family members on the table.Next day. She shivered when she remembered those nights she could have returned home at seven, but lied to stay for additional hours while she and Grant would lock themselves in his office, close the blinds and fuck passionately on his desk, desperately holding their moans and cries to barely contained whimpers and whispers of ecstasy. Neither of them had any illusions that she would leave her husband, or he, his wife. It was torrid, it was primal... it was so wrong. But oh, the sex. She closed her eyes. Another question was that she had joined for photography and instead of taking photo’s she is posing. Anyways I wanted to know what was happening so I stayed there hiding myself behind a door shack so that I don’t get caught accidentally.Neetu was wearing a red colored sari with ornaments like newly wedded. She was posing like a newly wedded girl poses for the photographer. After a minute she dropped her pallu and started posing. Her tight and low cut blouse was open to view and she was having.
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